tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27202337977373990722018-03-07T14:23:50.735-05:00Andrea ArchTree-hugging, dog-loving, obsessive compulsive designer, crafter, blogger + mom!Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.comBlogger325125blogspot/CjxgVhttps://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-18275933720364739502015-12-06T16:00:00.000-05:002016-02-24T14:07:56.315-05:00DIY: Play Kitchen from Entertainment CenterSo I know I don't blog anymore, but I just had to show off this play kitchen I created from an old entertainment center. I could not be more excited to give this to Brody for Christmas!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yXsVsXRL4fk/VmSW68qj8EI/AAAAAAAAHaQ/dqawOEyV0rw/s1600/arch-after5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yXsVsXRL4fk/VmSW68qj8EI/AAAAAAAAHaQ/dqawOEyV0rw/s640/arch-after5.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After searching for a couple weeks, I came across this entertainment center on Craigslist... for free! Yay freebies! A huge thank you to my daycare lady's husband for giving me a hand carrying this beast out of a basement and for the use of his truck and trailer to transport.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sgOw2jndudI/VmSW1jekxuI/AAAAAAAAHZ4/tR89yeuqeDc/s1600/arch-before.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sgOw2jndudI/VmSW1jekxuI/AAAAAAAAHZ4/tR89yeuqeDc/s640/arch-before.jpg" width="550" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">When I got this early November, I only had 3 evenings and 2 full weekends (without Brody) to work on it before Christmas, so needless to say, every waking moment during that time was spent out in the freezing cold garage.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPpxfbmiEnY/VmSaUKqmU4I/AAAAAAAAHbg/Agm8_3ZFZAk/s1600/arch-progress1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPpxfbmiEnY/VmSaUKqmU4I/AAAAAAAAHbg/Agm8_3ZFZAk/s640/arch-progress1.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My favorite part of this whole project, as it was for my <a href="http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2013/12/diy-busy-box-for-boys.html" target="_blank">DIY Busy Box</a>, was rummaging through the Restore here in Holland. I spent about 4 hours digging through bins and putting a lot of thought into how everything could come together. Luckily, I found about 90% of the things I needed in that one trip. The rest, I either had on hand, found on Craigslist, or purchased from the Dollar Store. This entire project was created for less than $30.</div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MjbRSdvQ-xo/VmSaTuKR0OI/AAAAAAAAHbY/foM4qMYJLyg/s1600/arch-progress2.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MjbRSdvQ-xo/VmSaTuKR0OI/AAAAAAAAHbY/foM4qMYJLyg/s640/arch-progress2.jpg" width="550" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I used the two bottom cupboards as the oven and microwave. A simple piano hinge helped me convert the one door to open from the bottom. The microwave buttons were originally a cheapie calculator, but the rubber started to yellow and some idiot glued them on upside down... twice. Damnit, Andrea. So I simply printed out some buttons on a clear label instead. Not as much fun, but...&nbsp;</div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1cGI-G3deA/VmSW6yKEtfI/AAAAAAAAHaY/so2eukP-918/s1600/arch-after4.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1cGI-G3deA/VmSW6yKEtfI/AAAAAAAAHaY/so2eukP-918/s640/arch-after4.jpg" width="550" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Instead of using a stainless steel bowl, I purchased a clear plastic punch bowl and spray painted the underside of it. The logic behind that was less noise because, well, boys are noisy. The faucet was another Craiglist freebie. The "backsplash" is actually the reverse side of laminate wood flooring planks. I thought it was a cool texture and a lot less heavy than using real tiles that were also available at Restore.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Because there were two huge holes in the back of that main board (for cords), I opted to build a shelf that brought out that back backsplash 4-5". Solved a tiny problem and added a bit of dimension.</div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g9RCGnfRJj4/VmSW7v_4zEI/AAAAAAAAHao/65-33KDM0w0/s1600/arch-after3.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g9RCGnfRJj4/VmSW7v_4zEI/AAAAAAAAHao/65-33KDM0w0/s640/arch-after3.jpg" width="550" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">The stove is my favorite piece. They're actual small burners and knobs from a real stove. I used the backside of a small cupboard door as a base to boast them up a little.</div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9G-BloLyufs/VmSW7gD_e0I/AAAAAAAAHas/y-tQWzYczes/s1600/arch-after2.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9G-BloLyufs/VmSW7gD_e0I/AAAAAAAAHas/y-tQWzYczes/s640/arch-after2.jpg" width="550" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I removed the wooden shelves behind the glass door and replaced them with closet organizer shelving that I had leftover from my bedroom. Thought it made it look a little more realistic and anything that lightened this beast up a bit was definitely a plus. The knob was also replaced with a towel bar to look more like a refrigerator handle.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The window was created from a 16x20 frame with a bit of quarter round for the cross bars. And yes, that's an actual photo of our backyard. Thought Brody would like seeing his own swingset and yard. The grey, white, yellow (on the outside walls), blue, and black paint were all from old household projects from either my house or my parents. &nbsp;</div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXV2KPaduVg/VmSW5rqe5tI/AAAAAAAAHaE/cdByhEFrfZE/s1600/arch-after1.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="364" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXV2KPaduVg/VmSW5rqe5tI/AAAAAAAAHaE/cdByhEFrfZE/s640/arch-after1.jpg" width="550" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Anyways, excuse the messy garage in the background. I have to wait a couple weeks before Mama and Papa Z can come over and lend a hand getting this into Brody's playroom. But overall, I'm so stoked with how this turned out. I kinda don't want to let Brody play with it because I know the paint will chip and things will be destroyed, and it just looks so purdy right now, but oh well.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I coordinated with Santa this year, so he'll be getting all the fake food, pots and pans, utensils, etc. on Christmas morning. I even found an awesome play blender, mixer and toaster at Menards. Hope he likes it!<br /><br />UPDATE: Check out photos of the final project with all Brody's play dishes, food, and small appliances in place, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10101258908793881.1073741866.40000831&amp;type=1&amp;l=2923bb1023" target="_blank">HERE</a>!&nbsp;</div></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/BK0nKqR7SGc" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/12/diy-play-kitchen-from-entertainment.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-2608895063779688952015-08-22T14:18:00.002-04:002015-08-22T14:18:17.190-04:00Tank and Terror Go Camping - Part IIThe week prior to the Fourth of July, my entire family and I packed up for a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10101109945342831.1073741861.40000831&amp;type=1&amp;l=1135db13e2" target="_blank">week-long camping adventure</a> up in Ludington State Park. My parents had just purchased a camper this spring and we were excited for Lil Man's first camping experience. We crammed five adults, a toddler and 3 dogs into a pop up -- battled torrential downpours, freezing temps and a cranky toddler -- but it was a great time together with family.<br /><br />Decided to give camping another go before the end of summer. Last week, Brody, Zora and I hit the road after work Thursday to meet up with my parents and siblings in Cadillac at Mitchell State Park.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9XazCNzyMc/Vdiy-06CZXI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/DY5DaO6-DDU/s1600/arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9XazCNzyMc/Vdiy-06CZXI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/DY5DaO6-DDU/s640/arch1.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Thank God this site was more rocks and grass than dirt. Especially since it rained Thursday night, trying to keep Brody clean during that 2 minute walk from showers to camper is quite the challenge. Plus Brody thought this rock bed between the camp sites was the cat's meow. Brought all his diggers and that's pretty much where we played for 3 days. &nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXRdDTV5xqQ/Vdiy2Ww3jjI/AAAAAAAAHV4/Gfk5z1KqMr0/s1600/arch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXRdDTV5xqQ/Vdiy2Ww3jjI/AAAAAAAAHV4/Gfk5z1KqMr0/s640/arch2.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtcwLHY1e8E/Vdiy83PkdQI/AAAAAAAAHWA/2KM38YO2JJk/s1600/arch3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="411" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtcwLHY1e8E/Vdiy83PkdQI/AAAAAAAAHWA/2KM38YO2JJk/s640/arch3.JPG" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With everyone's crazy schedule, it's always a special time when we can get all 6 of us in the same place. So glad Ashley and Adam were able to come up for at least 24 hours. It was a huge bummer that Dan was still at drill that weekend... would've been wonderful to have everyone all together. &nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nslzDR7lGHA/VdizITGqvuI/AAAAAAAAHWY/VBduziJeVoY/s1600/arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nslzDR7lGHA/VdizITGqvuI/AAAAAAAAHWY/VBduziJeVoY/s640/arch4.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq3l4jeoan8/VdizM8enPFI/AAAAAAAAHWo/VU6rNfjFhlY/s1600/arch5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq3l4jeoan8/VdizM8enPFI/AAAAAAAAHWo/VU6rNfjFhlY/s640/arch5.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There were a lot of aspects about camping that made me slightly horrified to tackle with a two-year-old... not running off, staying out of the road, keeping out of the fire pit... but Brody really surprised me. If anyone has ever been in public with Brody, you know what I mean. "Free-spirited" is an understatement when it comes to him.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-43PNO6Jha0c/VdizL0LPvVI/AAAAAAAAHWg/4BPml79raeo/s1600/arch6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-43PNO6Jha0c/VdizL0LPvVI/AAAAAAAAHWg/4BPml79raeo/s640/arch6.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We all thought it was funny how we went from wearing every coat packed and mittens last month camping to 90+ degrees and zero wind this time. Oh Michigan... you're hilarious. But seriously... I walked around in my bathing suit bottoms the entire time because, let's face it, wearing pants is tough enough let alone when you're sweating your balls off.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And with that heat comes a lot of problems when dealing with a toddler...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><ol><li>Men are cranky when hot (regardless of age).</li><li>Too hot and stuffy in the camper to nap during the day, so we went 3 days without a nap. KILL. ME. NOW.</li><li>Can't zip up the camper at night when it's that hot still, so Brody would lie there from 7 PM to when I went to bed around midnight just chit chatting with the neighbors and being his typical nosey self.&nbsp;</li></ol><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGrEddw_-Lo/VdizUe_Sw0I/AAAAAAAAHWw/PJS9PH-fYBc/s1600/arch7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGrEddw_-Lo/VdizUe_Sw0I/AAAAAAAAHWw/PJS9PH-fYBc/s640/arch7.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So to recap... 3 days of no naps, 6-ish hours of sleep a night (when he's used to 10-12), and incredibly hot weather... there was a very real struggle of needing to drink water to stay hydrated and alcohol to get this mama through the day. The meltdowns.... oh God the meltdowns!!! Parents, you know what I mean.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yjhfh4xWyrQ/VdizX4VNt_I/AAAAAAAAHW4/Z4nqhpAS0Eg/s1600/arch8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yjhfh4xWyrQ/VdizX4VNt_I/AAAAAAAAHW4/Z4nqhpAS0Eg/s640/arch8.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But anyways, in between tantrums, we enjoyed going on some bike rides, playgrounds, walks and lovin' on every dog in that campground. Lake Cadillac was the grossest, thickest, greenest muckfest I've ever seen in my life. When I saw Brody put water in his mouth, I was convinced he was a goner. At the very least, I expected to start mutating any second. If that was the case, I was hoping for an extra set of hands. May as well make the best of it...</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JGvwwN2I0w/VdizZXBZv4I/AAAAAAAAHXA/rYyjFQ0gEXg/s1600/arch9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JGvwwN2I0w/VdizZXBZv4I/AAAAAAAAHXA/rYyjFQ0gEXg/s640/arch9.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Any time spent with family and having new experiences with Brody is very special to me, but it was a rough weekend. I'm not going to lie, going back to work Monday was the biggest reprieve ever. Tired toddlers can be the biggest buzzkill ever. Hopefully next year he's a little bit more mature and able to handle the heat/sleeping adjustments/boundaries better.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Or else I better learn to pack stronger booze. Right?&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lphKaJKHA2g/Vdiy9JGH_iI/AAAAAAAAHWE/7ArvSdeMRyk/s1600/arch10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lphKaJKHA2g/Vdiy9JGH_iI/AAAAAAAAHWE/7ArvSdeMRyk/s640/arch10.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/93sitCZCTTA" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/08/tank-and-terror-go-camping-part-ii.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-17023420503160484932015-08-09T21:52:00.000-04:002015-08-09T21:52:53.977-04:00Washing and Weeding Wild WeekendWhat's a woman to do when she's left child-less and boyfriend-less for an entire weekend? Sleep in, party hard and drink a ton of wine!!!!<br /><br />Wait, no. Crap. None of those things happened.<br /><br />Damnit.<br /><br />Instead, I spent two and a half days conquering my "long-term house project to do list." Yeah, totally not exciting. I came home Friday evening and immediately jumped into full on haul ass mode. Grabbed the hose and a bucket of a laundry soap/bleach concoction and washed the entire exterior of my house with a scrub brush. Three hours later and smelling like bleach, I wrapped up and slipped into a coma at some point during my dinner. One minute I'm bingeing on green beans and Oreos (balanced diet?), and the next, I'm crawling into bed at 8:45 on a Friday night.<br /><br />Like I said, I party hard.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNSx5JHDd9Q/Vcf9Ob5xidI/AAAAAAAAHUQ/zefEoAr4bFs/s1600/arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNSx5JHDd9Q/Vcf9Ob5xidI/AAAAAAAAHUQ/zefEoAr4bFs/s640/arch1.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br />Saturday, I declared war on my weed bed-of-doom bright and early. Landscaping has been the most drawn out process ever, but it's finally starting to take shape. Last summer, I put down the edgers and started planting an assortment of flowers, plants and blueberry bushes. I had let the grass and weeds just continue to grow until I was ready for landscaping fabric and rocks. Welp, that time is now.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ocpdi9xAVvw/Vcf9C7lRcvI/AAAAAAAAHTw/3IMaE8mVJs4/s1600/arch2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="413" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ocpdi9xAVvw/Vcf9C7lRcvI/AAAAAAAAHTw/3IMaE8mVJs4/s640/arch2.JPG" width="550" /></a></div><br />Six hours later, I made it 2/3 of the way through one of the two soon-to-be rock beds. Productivity came to a screeching halt for two reasons... 1.) I lost all motor function in both hands, and 2.) I filled my yard waste bin with so much dirt, there's no way even the mechanical arm on the garbage truck will be able to lift it. You wanna know how I know this? Welp. I've gotten myself into this predicament before.<br /><br />Way to go, derp.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvlmYAqOY90/Vcf9Ln97YzI/AAAAAAAAHT4/e73o21wLY-o/s1600/arch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvlmYAqOY90/Vcf9Ln97YzI/AAAAAAAAHT4/e73o21wLY-o/s640/arch3.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br />And although adorable, Zora is zero help.<br /><br />So the rest of the weekend consisted of catching on up freelance work, Etsy orders, invites and decor for Baby Bear Schelhas' shower, and more green bean bingeing. (I think an intervention is needed for my sautéed&nbsp;garlic and cheese green bean addiction this summer. Yikes.) And maybe a little bit of time was spent moping around... Dan's gone at drill for the next three weeks and I kinda miss him. Like a lot a lot.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMS7RoLNLr8/Vcf9ME7lhSI/AAAAAAAAHT8/cnaljFjynlc/s1600/arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMS7RoLNLr8/Vcf9ME7lhSI/AAAAAAAAHT8/cnaljFjynlc/s640/arch4.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Brody was at a cousin's birthday party this afternoon, so I got him back a little later than normal, but we made the best of the few hours before bed time. So I also have to quick share these two incredibly sweet recent Brody moments. On Friday, a friend's daughter started at Brody's daycare. They had only met one other time, but I received a couple texts sharing how gentlemanly and sweet Brody was being towards Ava. Proud mama bear!&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AT3S8A8kwg8/Vcf9NGEIJ6I/AAAAAAAAHUI/IbYXWyHBHD0/s1600/arch5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AT3S8A8kwg8/Vcf9NGEIJ6I/AAAAAAAAHUI/IbYXWyHBHD0/s640/arch5.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And then Brody serenaded me with Twinkle Twinkle Little Star in it's entirety while we rocked before bed. He's never sang me an entire song before, and I may or may not have started to cry. He grinned so hard the entire time and was so proud of himself for knowing all the words (more or less.) My little boy is growing up so fast! You Are My Sunshine and Twinkle Twinkle are the two songs that I sing to him every night and it was so special to hear him sing it back to me.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Parents, you know what I'm talking about. :)<br /><i>(No visual, but listen to the audio... it's super cute.)</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowFullScreen='true' webkitallowfullscreen='true' mozallowfullscreen='true' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzuoKKja2nqStwKDCm8aBFcWRIG5YEARPtRUztJ4b92ly1ShfhDXi4eeQJuGuzG47GfCl78Qw__tNuKAQhoew' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' FRAMEBORDER='0' /></div><br />Anyways, have a great week everyone. Semi-short week for me... taking Friday off to head up North for #TankAndTerrorGoCamping part 2.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/VV9ANERoCKk" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/08/washing-and-weeding-wild-weekend.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-52397112873475082062015-08-03T07:38:00.001-04:002015-08-03T07:49:22.611-04:00Weekend WonderlandI figured the best way to come back from a 3-month blogging hiatus is to sum up the incredible weekend I just had up in Pentwater meeting Dan's family. Suppose I should back up a tiny bit... Dan and I met about a month ago. We actually had our first date up in Ludington when I was up there camping with my family and he was in town visiting friends for the Fourth of July. He's pretty awesome. ;)<br /><br />Anyways, so we hit the road after work Friday to spend time with a handful of Dan's family. Enjoyed a delicious dinner and great conversation around the campfire overlooking Pentwater Lake. Already a great way to kick off the weekend.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eUP3W6hqxw8/Vb7KbB1epvI/AAAAAAAAHR0/SVsbYHuyIrE/s1600/arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eUP3W6hqxw8/Vb7KbB1epvI/AAAAAAAAHR0/SVsbYHuyIrE/s640/arch1.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Saturday, slept in (which I haven't done in FOREVER) and was surprised with an hour long massage at <a href="http://www.gaylesspa.com/" target="_blank">Gayle's Spa</a>. I'm pretty sure I walked outta there wishing I was in a 3-way relationship with Dan and the&nbsp;masseuse. ;)&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvnFQLNyc7A/Vb7Kfozk58I/AAAAAAAAHR8/52WgyPINLrM/s1600/arch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvnFQLNyc7A/Vb7Kfozk58I/AAAAAAAAHR8/52WgyPINLrM/s640/arch2.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">An amazing massage was then followed by a little bit of shooting. Two great ways to relieve stress, right? Lol. Dan, his dad and I went back to the spot where we had our first date and did some target and skeet shooting. I actually didn't do as bad as I anticipated... had a ton of fun!&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zljVShCjjkM/Vb7KZp1Q01I/AAAAAAAAHRs/L6c6mNVl8g0/s1600/arch3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="413" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zljVShCjjkM/Vb7KZp1Q01I/AAAAAAAAHRs/L6c6mNVl8g0/s640/arch3.JPG" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXVQpxUODFA/Vb7KjhJkvjI/AAAAAAAAHSE/mgnsjQJHfcM/s1600/arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXVQpxUODFA/Vb7KjhJkvjI/AAAAAAAAHSE/mgnsjQJHfcM/s640/arch4.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Spent the rest of the afternoon pontoonin' and swimming in Pentwater Lake. It's been forever since I've been out on a boat, let alone a weekend of zero plans, beautiful weather and awesome people. Did I die and go to heaven?!&nbsp;</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JezRDDzwDHY/Vb7KkEcbb2I/AAAAAAAAHSI/N6Ri7PfDCvc/s1600/arch5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JezRDDzwDHY/Vb7KkEcbb2I/AAAAAAAAHSI/N6Ri7PfDCvc/s640/arch5.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We also are like 99% sure we ran into Kid Rock out on the water. No joke. He waved, we all awkwardly waved back and then watched several other boats chase him down and start cheering. Way cool.</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vaiCWaUv5DM/Vb7Kno3IT7I/AAAAAAAAHSU/Ut_M6Lux_Eo/s1600/arch6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vaiCWaUv5DM/Vb7Kno3IT7I/AAAAAAAAHSU/Ut_M6Lux_Eo/s640/arch6.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After we were good and pruney from floating around in the water, we headed back to the house for dinner and some quick shopping downtown. We all then went back out onto the boat to enjoy a sunset cruise out on the Big Lake.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kRUmTZp-wTE/Vb7KspQ59sI/AAAAAAAAHSc/_m4_ARBTb_k/s1600/arch7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kRUmTZp-wTE/Vb7KspQ59sI/AAAAAAAAHSc/_m4_ARBTb_k/s640/arch7.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We said our goodbyes Sunday morning, but before heading back into town to pick up Lil Man, we drove up to Ludington for brunch with his mom. Good food, great company... just not enough hours in the day. Looking forward to the next weekend getaway to spend more time with Dan's family.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8JMZ4LtLv4/Vb7KxuDm61I/AAAAAAAAHSo/lOl25iU8034/s1600/arch8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8JMZ4LtLv4/Vb7KxuDm61I/AAAAAAAAHSo/lOl25iU8034/s640/arch8.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Decided to spend the remainder of Sunday at my parent's house with Dan and Brodster. I'm pretty sure I could watch these two play together all day. (Total mommy porn... single moms, can I get an amen?) But for reals, this makes my heart smile. &nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7zsuQN4WYQ/Vb7KwKp4cVI/AAAAAAAAHSk/7ecURXVDUfE/s1600/arch9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7zsuQN4WYQ/Vb7KwKp4cVI/AAAAAAAAHSk/7ecURXVDUfE/s640/arch9.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wldJSHImCzg/Vb7KT5QdlcI/AAAAAAAAHRk/3qDdXjguEz0/s1600/arch10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wldJSHImCzg/Vb7KT5QdlcI/AAAAAAAAHRk/3qDdXjguEz0/s640/arch10.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br />So anyways, sorry for the absence world... it's been a rough last couple months, but I'm back now. I'm happier than I've ever been and life is amazing. Brody and I have been embracing a summer full of new adventures, I'm coming up on my 5-year workiversary at Gentex next month, mom is healing wonderfully from her back surgery, dad's kidney disease is in remission, my sister is kicking ass with school, and then there's this incredible man who places me on this mythological pedestal that I've only ever heard about.<br /><br />So yeah... life is pretty awesome. xo<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/rNS8MBq1qok" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/08/weekend-wonderland.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-6424870182656958432015-05-11T20:50:00.000-04:002015-05-11T20:50:34.267-04:00Just a Couple Hollanders on an Adventure Pt. II<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="p1">Last Saturday, Brody and I embarked on another new adventure in our lovely little town of Holland — our first <a href="http://www.tuliptime.com/" target="_blank">Tulip Time</a>. As I mentioned after <a href="http://www.andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/04/just-couple-hollanders-on-adventure.html" target="_blank">our trip to Dutch Village</a>, for someone who was born, raised and currently works/lives in West Michigan, I’m pretty horrible at taking advantage of all the great attractions/events that make this area such a wonderful place.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-roRpCRdfR6Y/VVE8qGt-0bI/AAAAAAAAHMY/rUh6rZKwg8w/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-roRpCRdfR6Y/VVE8qGt-0bI/AAAAAAAAHMY/rUh6rZKwg8w/s640/andrea-arch1.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NsnLCHE948I/VVE85QdlWWI/AAAAAAAAHMo/fsQ_eNeq0OE/s1600/andrea-arch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NsnLCHE948I/VVE85QdlWWI/AAAAAAAAHMo/fsQ_eNeq0OE/s640/andrea-arch2.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="p1">After mentioning to my parents and sister what a great time we had at Dutch Village, my mom and Ashely were able to join us as we checked out <a href="https://www.tuliptime.com/events/kinderplaats-2015-05-02/" target="_blank">Kinderplaats</a> at Kollen Park last Saturday. I saw “animals” in the event description and knew that was enough to make Brody’s day.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5xoC4ZuJFw/VVE88V_nOpI/AAAAAAAAHMw/sD-k19e0vrA/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5xoC4ZuJFw/VVE88V_nOpI/AAAAAAAAHMw/sD-k19e0vrA/s640/andrea-arch3.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saUrbc4Hpy4/VVE9HA_z46I/AAAAAAAAHM4/Nviv8cl--eQ/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saUrbc4Hpy4/VVE9HA_z46I/AAAAAAAAHM4/Nviv8cl--eQ/s640/andrea-arch4.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="p1">Unfortunately, the animals weren’t quite as “accessible” as they were last time, so Brody was slightly less excited. He fed some of them carrot sticks and would pet the ones that came up to the gate. I tell you what though, I need a baby goat in my life. Those things are super cute. I’m sure Zora would love a playmate and they’d probably get a long great… with their shared love of eating grass.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SX5vbJfHExM/VVE9IEpmLsI/AAAAAAAAHNA/pRHxqGQD-HY/s1600/andrea-arch5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SX5vbJfHExM/VVE9IEpmLsI/AAAAAAAAHNA/pRHxqGQD-HY/s640/andrea-arch5.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JQU66TFjpdo/VVE9NLOrp9I/AAAAAAAAHNQ/kPDQyew9z0s/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JQU66TFjpdo/VVE9NLOrp9I/AAAAAAAAHNQ/kPDQyew9z0s/s640/andrea-arch6.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1CBKsoHm0o/VVE9JBroqTI/AAAAAAAAHNI/tXNSdMqO3a8/s1600/andrea-arch7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="413" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1CBKsoHm0o/VVE9JBroqTI/AAAAAAAAHNI/tXNSdMqO3a8/s640/andrea-arch7.JPG" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="p1">There was an inflatable bounce house and slide that I’m pretty sure was Brody’s favorite activity of the day. EXCEPT when the guy in charge told him he had to get out after a few minutes so the next wave of kids could get in. Oh boy. :/ We also climbed up into the Coast Guard boat that was there and Brody thought it was the cat’s meow to sit in the captain’s chair.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32DUYtjBrdc/VVE9RPWgZII/AAAAAAAAHNY/ttQcZ_aySss/s1600/andrea-arch8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32DUYtjBrdc/VVE9RPWgZII/AAAAAAAAHNY/ttQcZ_aySss/s640/andrea-arch8.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PQpwghy4Wg/VVE9TM04QvI/AAAAAAAAHNg/a4yF5vY7lHE/s1600/andrea-arch9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PQpwghy4Wg/VVE9TM04QvI/AAAAAAAAHNg/a4yF5vY7lHE/s640/andrea-arch9.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="p1"><div class="p1">With all the rides, games and animals that were scattered throughout the park, my little hooligan wanted to spend 90% of the time on the play equipment. Go figure. I had my first “where’s my child?!” panic attack there. Parents, does anyone else feel that sometimes play equipment isn’t very easy to maneuver through/under/around in order to keep up with your child? Brody was up on the bridges and slides and I was ducking in and out of the equipment in order to stay close to him. I scooted under a slide for a split second and lost sight of him in the crowd. After sprinting around the structure and still not seeing him, I freaked out. Thankfully Aunt Z noticed the panicked look on my face and grabbed Brody and brought him to me.&nbsp;</div><div class="p2"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"></div><div class="p1">Gaaaahhhhh………. deep breath.</div></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6gAs2SbiZ0/VVE8o8_pIeI/AAAAAAAAHMQ/nxM7DoMCOFs/s1600/andrea-arch10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6gAs2SbiZ0/VVE8o8_pIeI/AAAAAAAAHMQ/nxM7DoMCOFs/s640/andrea-arch10.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXOID4ML2Sw/VVE8kSjFsdI/AAAAAAAAHMI/Z0mUhjha-pY/s1600/andrea-arch11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hXOID4ML2Sw/VVE8kSjFsdI/AAAAAAAAHMI/Z0mUhjha-pY/s640/andrea-arch11.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On Thursday, Brody attended the Tulip Time parade with his daycare group. Especially after Kinderplaats, I was very aware of what a runner Brody was and how much of a handful he can be out in public. Needless to say, I was pretty nervous about him going. Call it being a mom or maybe even a control freak (wait, aren’t those kinda the same?), but not being there to keep tabs on Brody myself just about gave me an ulcer Thursday afternoon. I was so thrilled to hear that he was very cooperative and well-behaved! He sat on the curb the entire parade, waving and telling the passerbys “hi.” Proud mama moment. :)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVnp6TL53_0/VVE8yn1QHhI/AAAAAAAAHMg/2MWj9zyiLwA/s1600/andrea-arch12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVnp6TL53_0/VVE8yn1QHhI/AAAAAAAAHMg/2MWj9zyiLwA/s640/andrea-arch12.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crnCt5mncR4/VVFMuSrHhOI/AAAAAAAAHNw/op7vz6X4fZE/s1600/11255054_10101048870217871_6885280008298004337_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="413" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crnCt5mncR4/VVFMuSrHhOI/AAAAAAAAHNw/op7vz6X4fZE/s640/11255054_10101048870217871_6885280008298004337_o.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="p1">Well, now that the weather seems to be upswing (in theory), stay tuned for more Brody and Mama adventures as we tackle all that Holland and West Michigan has to offer.&nbsp;</div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/Cg7P3AUZG88" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/05/just-couple-hollanders-on-adventure-pt.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-81129306965926441642015-04-25T13:43:00.000-04:002015-04-25T13:43:40.302-04:00Just a Couple Hollanders on an AdventureWow, has it really been two months since I've been on here?! Yikes. Well, to kick things back off, seems only fitting I share with you all the exciting (and super chilly) adventure Brody and I had this morning.<br /><br />I'm part of this really awesome <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/392557060849934/" target="_blank">"moms of Holland" Facebook group</a> that alerted me of the annual <a href="http://www.dutchvillage.com/" target="_blank">Dutch Village Community Day</a>. I've lived in West Michigan my entire life -- Holland for the last 5 years -- and I've never been to Dutch Village. Shameful? Due to the cold weather, I almost skipped over this event today, but crabby pants started our day at 4:30 and my sanity strongly encouraged that we bundle up and get out of the house.<br /><br />MOM WIN OF THE DAY!!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yh3Tx4ugnrQ/VTvK6rX4q0I/AAAAAAAAHKQ/7GwiqVJZLNg/s1600/arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yh3Tx4ugnrQ/VTvK6rX4q0I/AAAAAAAAHKQ/7GwiqVJZLNg/s1600/arch1.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9HxHYWslU1g/VTvLApVAYTI/AAAAAAAAHKo/OhzYwZh60T4/s1600/arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9HxHYWslU1g/VTvLApVAYTI/AAAAAAAAHKo/OhzYwZh60T4/s1600/arch4.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The biggest win/surprise of the day was Brody going on all three rides. At first when I asked him, it was a definite "hell no." But after watching the other kids go on them, he said he wanted to too. We started out on the chair swing ride with him on my lap. Especially since it was just a chain across the front of the chair, no way was I giving Brody the option to sit in his own seat. He did excellent! Although he's a bit of a daredevil, sometimes he gets scared easily by new experience/moving too fast/going too high. &nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxj08CrxmWM/VTvK-Yzvl6I/AAAAAAAAHKc/gIU4Zvkxe6A/s1600/arch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxj08CrxmWM/VTvK-Yzvl6I/AAAAAAAAHKc/gIU4Zvkxe6A/s1600/arch2.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN281Kb30ds/VTvK-HLEA1I/AAAAAAAAHKY/YUhOGdLlNnM/s1600/arch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN281Kb30ds/VTvK-HLEA1I/AAAAAAAAHKY/YUhOGdLlNnM/s1600/arch3.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Our next ride was the carousel. He picked out his pony and stayed seated the entire time. I had to laugh when he kept chanting "up... down... round 'n round" the whole time. What a goof.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPF_ZHd8nRI/VTvLHqui-dI/AAAAAAAAHKw/J1QMdbdr1VM/s1600/arch5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPF_ZHd8nRI/VTvLHqui-dI/AAAAAAAAHKw/J1QMdbdr1VM/s1600/arch5.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nWVNWdRAYU/VTvLKgaEOfI/AAAAAAAAHK4/916N2AzsMQc/s1600/arch6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nWVNWdRAYU/VTvLKgaEOfI/AAAAAAAAHK4/916N2AzsMQc/s1600/arch6.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Our last ride was the ferris wheel. He insisted that we go on it, but to be honest, I was mentally preparing myself for when we would get to the top and I'd have to restrain a hysterical toddler while screaming at the ride operator to get us down. Other parents... you get me, right?&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Brody waited patiently in line and climbed up into the seat with no hesitation. We were the last ones in that group to get on, so the ride started right away. He loved it!! Pointed out all the trucks on US31... said we were in the air like birdies... lots of "weeeee's." I thought for a moment he was going to lose it when we were at a standstill at the very top, but it was more so he got antsy to get down because he saw the goats from the air.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm seriously still in shock. No fear today and super cooperative despite such a cranky morning.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LE-tkMUuik4/VTvLOxJNQ3I/AAAAAAAAHLA/Wmu-wfTKESc/s1600/arch7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LE-tkMUuik4/VTvLOxJNQ3I/AAAAAAAAHLA/Wmu-wfTKESc/s1600/arch7.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There were also a plethora of animals. After our trip to the <a href="http://www.critterbarn.org/site/c.ihKMIWPDIqE/b.4103393/k.8407/Family_Fun__Handson_Animal_Education_Farm__Holland_Michigan.htm" target="_blank">Critter Barn</a> a couple weeks ago, I knew he'd be pretty stoked for those. However, last time he was around a ton of animals, he shied away from the larger animals and really wasn't too keen on petting any of them. Today... right up in the horse's face and wouldn't stop petting the goats (aka doggies, aka sheep.) Of course the bunnies, pigs, cows and chickens all got their fair share of lovin' too.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EPqsYewmoxA/VTvLSap3ztI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/9nnWBRnasA8/s1600/arch8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EPqsYewmoxA/VTvLSap3ztI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/9nnWBRnasA8/s1600/arch8.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9aFXUrWRy8Y/VTvLQiPJhDI/AAAAAAAAHLI/4LHCjBM6YFM/s1600/arch9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9aFXUrWRy8Y/VTvLQiPJhDI/AAAAAAAAHLI/4LHCjBM6YFM/s1600/arch9.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I think the highlight of his trip was this huge slide in the middle of the park. You have to climb up through this giant wooden shoe/playhouse thing before you go down the slide. He went right in and must've spent a half hour playing on the slide alone. He would occasionally scan the crowd and make sure he could still see me, but other than that, so independent. It was such a proud/sad moment... what a big boy today. I'm so thankful for these moments and the memories we're making with just the two of us. xo</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew8TumrM4RY/VTvK5qwKZxI/AAAAAAAAHKI/3kTbI_nWil8/s1600/arch10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew8TumrM4RY/VTvK5qwKZxI/AAAAAAAAHKI/3kTbI_nWil8/s1600/arch10.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/CyQea9qI9mk" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/04/just-couple-hollanders-on-adventure.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-26782604007237987602015-02-17T21:48:00.000-05:002015-02-17T21:48:20.139-05:00Updates from the ZooPlease excuse my absence as of late, but between running a small business and a small zoo, my plate tis full. I'm powering through the days running on only a couple hours of sleep each night and dangling from the end of my rope. Someone... anyone... please send wine.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkSZCtRMQgM/VOP8rxnunII/AAAAAAAAHGM/vtl5qc0WeTM/s1600/andrea-arch2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkSZCtRMQgM/VOP8rxnunII/AAAAAAAAHGM/vtl5qc0WeTM/s1600/andrea-arch2.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br />Peanut has been living with me for the last week and a half while my parents are on vacation. Peanut is a blind, one-eyed chihuahua with a whole slew of medical issues that require a medley of insulin shots, pills and eye drops every day. And of course, Brody's molars decide to start poking through now... so I spend my evenings with a yipping chihuahua and a hysterical toddler... both who refuse to sleep. Zora and I have sought out refuge in the laundry room the last couple nights. In theory, they can't find us in there... right?<br /><br />I hope everyone had a wonderful Valentine's Day! Ashley and I went out to dinner on Friday night and she <strike>forced me</strike> treated me to a haircut. I'm pretty sure she and Mama Z have conspired together to make sure I look like a presentable human being when I go on dates. But my hair doesn't look like a complete hack job anymore, so thanks, Skiss. :)<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mrsISWDKSLA/VOP8rovQJvI/AAAAAAAAHGI/gcEpqkc3ADU/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mrsISWDKSLA/VOP8rovQJvI/AAAAAAAAHGI/gcEpqkc3ADU/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" height="366" width="550" /></a></div><br />I had every intention of spending Valentine's Day home alone, snuggling with the puppies and a bottle of wine... but it actually turned out to be a great night. Good food... great company... lots of promise. ;)<br /><br /><b>Side note:</b> West Michigan friends... mark your calendars on April 18! My sister and I will be selling jewelry and paper goods at the craft fair hosted by Lebanon Lutheran Church in Whitehall. I will be featuring several products from my shop as well as a handful of brand new prints and other goodies. Speaking of the <a href="http://www.andreaarch.etsy.com/" target="_blank">Etsy shop</a>, don't forget that 40% of February's proceeds will be donated to the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/apbpets" target="_blank">Animal Placement Bureau</a> to celebrate Zora's 4th birthday. Get your orders in now!<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/rtgA7ZXNHcM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/02/updates-from-zoo.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-79763624960084384372015-01-28T09:07:00.002-05:002015-01-28T10:07:12.973-05:00Animal Placement Bureau Fundraiser - Shop Arch Etsy!In celebration of Zora (<a href="http://apbpets.com/bios/grizzly.html" target="_blank">formerly Grizzly</a>) and all her crazy siblings turning 4-years-old this month, I would like to host a fundraiser for their first home, the <a href="http://apbpets.com/" target="_blank">Animal Placement Bureau</a>&nbsp;<i>(Lansing, MI),</i>&nbsp;and donate 40% of February's profits from <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?ref=hdr_shop_menu" target="_blank">Arch Etsy</a>!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ImG68vwbHk/VMjhjrQlkdI/AAAAAAAAHC8/JSldp3-txy0/s1600/Daisy-Puppies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ImG68vwbHk/VMjhjrQlkdI/AAAAAAAAHC8/JSldp3-txy0/s1600/Daisy-Puppies.jpg" height="269" width="550" /></a></div><br />Arch features personalized paper goods such as poster prints, countdowns, invitations, etc. by West Michigan Graphic Designer <a href="https://www.facebook.com/andrea.arch" target="_blank">Andrea Archambault</a>. Popular listings include themes related to pet lovers, pregnancies, kids and weddings/anniversaries, but all artwork is completely customizable and speciality orders are always welcomed!<br /><br />Please support the incredible work by the APB! And on February 10, be sure to make your own pup a <a href="http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2013/04/homemade-healthy-dog-treat-recipes.html" target="_blank">special treat</a> as we celebrate another year with these furry lunatics! :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://www.andreaarch.etsy.com/">www.andreaarch.etsy.com</a></span><br />Follow/like on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/ArchEtsy" target="_blank">Facebook</a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/ArchEtsy" target="_blank">Twitter</a> and <a href="http://instagram.com/arch.etsy" target="_blank">Instagram</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><center><script src="https://www.etsy.com/assets/js/etsy_mini_shop.js" type="text/javascript"></script><script type="text/javascript">new Etsy.Mini(6931099,'thumbnail',5,5,0,'https://www.etsy.com');</script></center><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><u>Shop Sections:</u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16427296&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_1" target="_blank">Pregnancy</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16426545&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_2" target="_blank">Kids</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16426547&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_3" target="_blank">Baby Shower</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16427302&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_4" target="_blank">Special Dates/Events</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16427304&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_5" target="_blank">Deployment</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16426549&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_6" target="_blank">Pets</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16426569&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_7" target="_blank">Invitations</a></div><ul></ul><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/AfWbbDJOPN4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/01/animal-placement-bureau-fundraiser-shop.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-2010020934050226942015-01-27T07:46:00.000-05:002015-01-27T10:31:11.683-05:00Chronicles of an Online Dater Vol. IIWell, friends... I'm starting over. <a href="http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/11/chronicles-of-online-dater.html" target="_blank">Again</a>.<br /><div><br /></div><div>...</div><div><br /></div><div><i>Please allow me a second to wallow in my own self-pity and let the loneliness and doubt take over. Just a second to repeatedly ask myself "how did life come to this?" and "where did I go wrong?"</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Alright, time's up. Pressing on...</div><div><br />So, clearly, Ryan and I are no longer together. I used to think relationships were determined by whether you loved each other or not. Then life requires you to factor in things like children and jobs and putting down roots and sometimes love isn't enough. It breaks my heart, but at the end of day, it's the cold, hard truth and a very difficult choice had to be made.<br /><br />I made the decision to try my hand at online dating again. (As opposed to... ????) I spent a lot of time tweaking my old profile, gathering new pics and making sure I was very clear on what I was looking for. In addition to my carefully articulated profile, I'd like to bring a few points to the attention of my single male counterparts:<br /><br /><br />Dear men of the online dating community,<br /><br />1. I have posted my acceptable age range in the late 20s/early 30s. You 50- and 60-year-old men sending me winks and messages asking if I'd like to hang out... stop it. You're creepy. Same goes for those of you who live across the country. Are you within my 50 mile radius? No. Move along.<br /><br />2. I apologize in advance that my photos are a bit misleading. The Andrea you see in those photos... I like to call her "1% of the time Andrea." I rock the messy pony, very little makeup and my beloved sweatpants most of the time because I do not have time and I do not care. Sorry not sorry.<br /><br />3. I do not hide the fact that I am a mom. I'm pretty sure it's the most obvious thing in my whole profile. So no, I cannot "dump my son somewhere" and meet you for drinks in an hour. Really, guys? Maybe I'll just post <a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/anonymous/2014/09/10-things-single-parents-wont-say-because-of-how-theyll-be-judged/" target="_blank">this really awesome link</a> in my profile so guys can maybe start to understand what goes through the mind of a single parent. So no, most of the time, I cannot join you for a night out on the town... I'm busy at home watching Disney movies and playing with Legos.<br /><br />4. Then there are you guys who, under the kid category, have "do not want" checked. You're the reasons I have to put the phrase "my son and I are a package deal" in my profile. Stop contacting me.<br /><br />5. Please think of your profile as a resume. You are trying to impress people. Please use things like punctuation, correct spelling, capitalization and spell out words. <i>i&nbsp;no u iz lookin 4 a hawty</i>... but no one is impressed with your middle school slang. NO ONE.<br /><br /><br />Gahhh... are all the non-smoking, educated, ambitious, Christian 20/30-somethings who love dogs and children already taken? I'm beginning to think so. Maybe this time around I should've tried a different site. I hear Petfinder.com has a plethora of loyal, kid-loving, affectionate males...</div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/bPeVcIOUHUM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/01/chronicles-of-online-dater-vol-ii.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-35163417498700160862015-01-13T17:02:00.001-05:002015-01-13T17:02:25.558-05:00Arch Etsy: Small Business, Big Goals for 2015One of my goals for 2015 is to put more time and effort into promoting and stocking my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch" target="_blank">Etsy shop</a>. I first opened my shop three years ago with only a couple of items. It started out as more of a hobby to tinker with in my spare time and to put some extra spending cash in my pocket.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://instagram.com/arch.etsy" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnfPzw6ygGA/VLVN_Jmj59I/AAAAAAAAHBA/n8JGorRWp8k/s1600/Twitter-Instagram-Graphics1.png" height="70" width="200" /></a>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<a href="https://twitter.com/ArchEtsy" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n67K08eUoQw/VLVN-21btNI/AAAAAAAAHA8/Q2FOf7eBRD8/s1600/Twitter-Instagram-Graphics2.png" height="70" width="200" /></a></div><table style="width: 653px;"><tbody><tr><td>This past year, Etsy had turned into a creative outlet, personal challenge and a pursuit of greater financial independence. A huge thank you to my customers and those who have supported my small business endeavors!</td></tr></tbody></table><table style="width: 100%;"><tbody><tr><td><br />My shop currently features paper goods such as posters, countdowns and invitations primarily focused towards <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16427296&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_1" target="_blank">pregnancies</a>, <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16426545&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_2" target="_blank">babies/children</a> and <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?section_id=16426549&amp;ref=shopsection_leftnav_5" target="_blank">pet lovers</a>. Some new, completely different projects are in the works and can't wait to get those listed in the shop.<br /><br />This year, customers can look forward to new products, promo codes, repeat sales incentives and a handful of giveaways. I even finally got around to giving my brand and packaging a teeny facelift as well as launched a Facebook page and Twitter and Instagram accounts. Please give 'em a follow/like and share the love!<br /><br /><b><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch" target="_blank">Shop Arch!&nbsp;</a></span></b><br />Thanks again for all your support!</td><td><div class="fb-like-box" data-colorscheme="light" data-header="true" data-href="https://www.facebook.com/ArchEtsy" data-show-border="true" data-show-faces="true" data-stream="false" data-width="250"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7m61PUIaVTU/VLVg_dx19SI/AAAAAAAAHCA/PAspECTWE28/s1600/Arch-Packaging.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7m61PUIaVTU/VLVg_dx19SI/AAAAAAAAHCA/PAspECTWE28/s1600/Arch-Packaging.png" height="330" width="550" /></a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/Mbv4ZlQ3fxE" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2015/01/arch-etsy-small-business-big-goals-for.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-64202248236953962832014-12-30T20:04:00.000-05:002014-12-30T20:28:40.026-05:002014: A Year in Review - InfographicEven though this year had a rocky start, I conclude 2014 with a smile on my face and two thumbs way up. Check out what made my year so exhausting and my heart so full...<br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Happy New Year!</span><br />Zora, Brody, Ryan + Andrea<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuLNaPfVqB8/VKMHT9t8TlI/AAAAAAAAHAM/PLrFvALseKY/s1600/andreaarch-2014-year-review.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuLNaPfVqB8/VKMHT9t8TlI/AAAAAAAAHAM/PLrFvALseKY/s1600/andreaarch-2014-year-review.jpg" height="903" width="600" /></a></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/I1vKjWIA1Ek" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/12/2014-year-in-review-inforgraphic.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-43433046062403010752014-12-17T12:26:00.000-05:002014-12-18T09:07:35.095-05:00New Fitness/Mommy Toys and AccessoriesI've struggled with finding a fitness regiment that worked with my schedule for quite awhile now. I couldn't justify working out during my lunch hour when I was so swamped at work, doing anything but catering to Lil Man's needs after work wasn't an option and by the time I got Brody to bed and the house cleaned up, I just couldn't...<br /><br />I know <i>"I'm too tired"</i> is a lame excuse, but Brody exhaustion is a whole different level of nope.<br /><br />So earlier this month I bought a treadmill with the intention of forcing a workout in sometime between getting home from work and Brody's bedtime. Thankfully, with the help of "snowman" (Frozen), I've gotten a run in at least 5 times a week. I also downloaded a new app, <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/argus-pedometer-run-cycle/id624329444?mt=8" target="_blank">Argus</a>, to track my weight, steps, etc. to keep me focused on my goals.<br /><br />In order to keep track of my steps and have my music handy (to drown out "Do You Wanna Build a Snowman,") I knew I needed an armband for my iPhone. But that's when I remembered pinning a different option on Pinterest one day. Guys, I highly recommend the <a href="http://flipbelt.com/" target="_blank">FlipBelt</a>.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6g79F_cRZg/VJItekas0MI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/Q5fvceW16qs/s1600/andrea-arch-flipbelt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6g79F_cRZg/VJItekas0MI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/Q5fvceW16qs/s1600/andrea-arch-flipbelt1.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br />The FlipBelt is a tubular waistband that securely holds my iPhone, chapstick, Kleenex, earbuds (and all my other crap) when I run. So basically a much cooler fanny pack. I was very skeptical at first and half expected the belt to slide down or roll when I moved or I'd have to put up with my phone bouncing around the entire time. I was pleasantly surprised that the FlipBelt is extremely comfortable and nothing moves. At all. Sometimes I have to do that awkward <i>pat-yourself-down-where's-my-phone</i> move (you know what I'm talking about.)<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQBxHj1ReyA/VJIt1sx8ydI/AAAAAAAAG-g/RSoQxHIZogg/s1600/andrea-arch-flipbelt3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQBxHj1ReyA/VJIt1sx8ydI/AAAAAAAAG-g/RSoQxHIZogg/s1600/andrea-arch-flipbelt3.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br />I got in a 25-minute workout and neither of the children moved. ^^^ Supermom.<br /><br />In addition to being a great workout accessory, I love wearing the FlipBelt around the house so that my phone is always handy, especially when I'm not wearing anything with pockets. Having my phone accessible at all times is a must because I take a <strike>couple</strike> <strike>few</strike> <strike>handful</strike>... ok, shit ton of pictures... all the time. It'll come in handy until I can figure out how to grow that extra set of hands that all moms need.<br /><br />Plus it prevents my pickpocket of a toddler from stealing my phone AND I can feel my phone vibrate a lot easier when it's pressed against my belly rather than floating around in a hoodie pocket.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlfxwSpxIcg/VJDw9fwAN8I/AAAAAAAAG9o/HUu3nmONYvk/s1600/flipbelt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jlfxwSpxIcg/VJDw9fwAN8I/AAAAAAAAG9o/HUu3nmONYvk/s1600/flipbelt.jpg" height="176" width="400" /></a></div><br />You can learn more about&nbsp;<a href="http://flipbelt.com/what-is-flipbelt" target="_blank">FlipB</a><a href="http://flipbelt.com/what-is-flipbelt" target="_blank">elt&nbsp;here</a>.&nbsp;Machine washable, secure, comfortable, tons of sizes/colors and roughly the same price as the armband solution but much more functional. If you have a fitness buff on your Christmas list or are pursuing a healthier you this New Years, here ya go. You're welcome.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/t6pms3oS6tw" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/12/new-fitnessmommy-toys-and-accessories.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-40669672493126408932014-12-15T22:05:00.000-05:002014-12-15T22:05:03.921-05:00Birthday Weekend: My Last Year as a 20-Something<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last Thursday, I celebrated my 29th birthday. Ah yes, 29. The oldest I'll ever admit to being and the age I will celebrate every year from this point on. Guess that means my mom and I are the same age now, right?&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-10XyNcL-y8o/VI-auZx4p7I/AAAAAAAAG8A/NxjvqIt7mU8/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-10XyNcL-y8o/VI-auZx4p7I/AAAAAAAAG8A/NxjvqIt7mU8/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" height="485" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Thursday began with a birthday lunch at home with Mama Z and Lil Man. I guess he prefers it when people sing "Happy Birthday" to him because singing to mommy only made him angry. Chocolate cupcakes brought back the happiness.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When I returned back to work after lunch, I was called down to the main lobby for a visitor. There was this cute man waiting for me with a beautiful arrangement of flowers. :) Turns out flowers were only the beginning... I came home to a brand new TV mounted on my wall. Maybe it's because Ryan got tired of watching his sports on my crappy freebie TV from college, but regardless, he spoils me.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0isY9RUtioc/VI-azn0YGII/AAAAAAAAG8Q/RqmnqE-gnWU/s1600/andrea-arch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0isY9RUtioc/VI-azn0YGII/AAAAAAAAG8Q/RqmnqE-gnWU/s1600/andrea-arch2.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Took Friday off of work to do some Christmas shopping with my mom and sister. We spent the day in Grandville, but met up with my dad, grandparents, brother-in-law and Ryan later that evening for our birthday dinner (and by "our," I mean Ashley and I have the same birthday so it's tradition that we always have a family birthday dinner together.)&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EB7tPmVhyo4/VI-a1KWBfJI/AAAAAAAAG8c/GIpCSd-1SIU/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EB7tPmVhyo4/VI-a1KWBfJI/AAAAAAAAG8c/GIpCSd-1SIU/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" height="242" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hm3B_i_p7c4/VI-ayGiNE3I/AAAAAAAAG8I/OX7b-oYC86Q/s1600/andrea-arch4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hm3B_i_p7c4/VI-ayGiNE3I/AAAAAAAAG8I/OX7b-oYC86Q/s1600/andrea-arch4.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With Brody at his dad's for the rest of the weekend, Ryan and I finally got to spend some time together. His travel schedule for work has been pretty brutal lately with him only home for a day or two every couple weeks. We spent Saturday wrapping up Christmas shopping and seeing The Mockingjay.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2WsMX_-saA/VI-a1X7aaTI/AAAAAAAAG8Y/S7gkckdbs6U/s1600/andrea-arch5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2WsMX_-saA/VI-a1X7aaTI/AAAAAAAAG8Y/S7gkckdbs6U/s1600/andrea-arch5.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sunday was back to reality. Spent the afternoon over at Mom and Dad's house. Grandma, Grandpa, Ashley and Adam all stopped by to see Lil Man and join us for our "snowman" party. Yes, Frozen is on a 24-hour loop even at Grandma's.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUyFLZkBFkQ/VI-a6_sIn3I/AAAAAAAAG8o/8BdM1wndQtk/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUyFLZkBFkQ/VI-a6_sIn3I/AAAAAAAAG8o/8BdM1wndQtk/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'd say 29 started off pretty well. Spent the weekend with and was spoiled by all my favorite people. Can't ask for anything more. Thank you everyone for all the birthday love on Facebook! Here's to another wonderful year...&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-830v7Q1DUAA/VI-a8s_eqmI/AAAAAAAAG8w/h1PJjv9xE8w/s1600/andrea-arch7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-830v7Q1DUAA/VI-a8s_eqmI/AAAAAAAAG8w/h1PJjv9xE8w/s1600/andrea-arch7.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/CST9kwLqm7o" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/12/birthday-weekend-my-last-year-as-20.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-58024064201502083112014-12-01T21:21:00.000-05:002014-12-01T21:43:23.700-05:00Arch Etsy Shop Holiday Sale <i><span style="font-size: large;">Shopping for an expecting friend? Planning on revealing a pregnancy during Christmas? 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This year's theme was really a no brainer... that <a href="http://instagram.com/p/tITJ69s0pa/?modal=true" target="_blank">little man sure does love his big trucks</a>.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sK-6Zr4csRg/VHqXJnsszOI/AAAAAAAAG3w/1YfSzjSXZKg/s1600/andrea-arch1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sK-6Zr4csRg/VHqXJnsszOI/AAAAAAAAG3w/1YfSzjSXZKg/s1600/andrea-arch1.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I found a couple different construction cakes on Pinterest and took my favorite things from each one. So Mama Z and I made this scrumptious chocolate cake... aka mound 'o diabetes. &nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy_QWU5p5bE/VHqXghF8L8I/AAAAAAAAG4Y/4CvQvOqj5fE/s1600/andrea-arch2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy_QWU5p5bE/VHqXghF8L8I/AAAAAAAAG4Y/4CvQvOqj5fE/s1600/andrea-arch2.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5oDfnL1GjWY/VHqXi3c2NnI/AAAAAAAAG4g/YS9zL8iCCVM/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5oDfnL1GjWY/VHqXi3c2NnI/AAAAAAAAG4g/YS9zL8iCCVM/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We've been singing "Happy Birthday" and practicing telling people we're "two" for weeks now. Lil Man was so excited when everyone starting singing to him. And because they've been celebrating birthdays lately at daycare, he knew well enough to blow the candles out. Such a big boy!&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXs95ay6V48/VHqX4qxunnI/AAAAAAAAG4w/WYjlszlrCjM/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CXs95ay6V48/VHqX4qxunnI/AAAAAAAAG4w/WYjlszlrCjM/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-qyg3eStJ8/VHqX5RkPurI/AAAAAAAAG44/556LCto2QNg/s1600/andrea-arch5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-qyg3eStJ8/VHqX5RkPurI/AAAAAAAAG44/556LCto2QNg/s1600/andrea-arch5.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Side note... does this make anyone else's heart explode or just me? Gahhh... I just love these two.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EzFN6B2Cxco/VHqYOcyMxiI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/4ZijaJsEBgg/s1600/andrea-arch7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EzFN6B2Cxco/VHqYOcyMxiI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/4ZijaJsEBgg/s1600/andrea-arch7.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tXZo53DtOs/VHqYCYTLXII/AAAAAAAAG5A/4hWZjZXv_OM/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tXZo53DtOs/VHqYCYTLXII/AAAAAAAAG5A/4hWZjZXv_OM/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Brody was showered with so many really cool trucks for his birthday. My house looks like some sort of crazy parking lot.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07-znAQak4E/VHqYHGFh6YI/AAAAAAAAG5I/7Z8sYxnHvKo/s1600/andrea-arch8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07-znAQak4E/VHqYHGFh6YI/AAAAAAAAG5I/7Z8sYxnHvKo/s1600/andrea-arch8.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P1qvVgkjqBk/VHqYONFArfI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/E-GhjWo-Hbs/s1600/andrea-arch9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P1qvVgkjqBk/VHqYONFArfI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/E-GhjWo-Hbs/s1600/andrea-arch9.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k2aSfCDdzOY/VHqXJ2zb47I/AAAAAAAAG30/G9wRVxNYz2c/s1600/andrea-arch10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k2aSfCDdzOY/VHqXJ2zb47I/AAAAAAAAG30/G9wRVxNYz2c/s1600/andrea-arch10.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4MHYh34OXI/VHqXTtjdxnI/AAAAAAAAG4E/yBXeazXMMps/s1600/andrea-arch11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4MHYh34OXI/VHqXTtjdxnI/AAAAAAAAG4E/yBXeazXMMps/s1600/andrea-arch11.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-us4ruic8vUs/VHqXUS7ph2I/AAAAAAAAG4M/7Wp6OaOrnYY/s1600/andrea-arch12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-us4ruic8vUs/VHqXUS7ph2I/AAAAAAAAG4M/7Wp6OaOrnYY/s1600/andrea-arch12.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He also cooperated enough for us to get an updated four generations photo.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKx6JT3fxkc/VHqXTkPL8yI/AAAAAAAAG4A/kSoZED6cJjE/s1600/andrea-arch13.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKx6JT3fxkc/VHqXTkPL8yI/AAAAAAAAG4A/kSoZED6cJjE/s1600/andrea-arch13.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">...and a group hug with my lovers.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwxCL67oJhw/VHqXpKMuJ9I/AAAAAAAAG4o/4ugZ5zUTExU/s1600/andrea-arch14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwxCL67oJhw/VHqXpKMuJ9I/AAAAAAAAG4o/4ugZ5zUTExU/s1600/andrea-arch14.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm so thankful for <a href="http://www.andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/11/happy-2nd-birthday-lil-man.html" target="_blank">another year</a> with my precious baby boy. He is such a blessing and I can't wait to see what sort of adventures are in our future. I'm also thankful for the other man in my life. With his crazy work travel schedule and family in two other states, I am blessed that he was able to be here with me for Thanksgiving and Brody's birthday party.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So many blessings this year. Such a happy girl. xo</div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/0ooqiS52yZo" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/11/brodys-big-truck-birthday.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-33077019024968156672014-11-29T08:34:00.000-05:002014-11-29T08:34:12.504-05:00Happy 2nd Birthday, Lil Man!Lil Man,<br /><br />Happy second birthday to my free-spirited, independent little boy! Each year you amaze me... how much you grow, the things you learn and how much tighter you wrap me around your finger. Just when I think it isn't possible for my heart to love you anymore, the simplest words and smallest of gestures stop me in my tracks and remind me what a precious miracle you are.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G29q8ZdM9kU/VHad7DulwGI/AAAAAAAAG3c/dNwX_G4iHPs/s1600/2014-comp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G29q8ZdM9kU/VHad7DulwGI/AAAAAAAAG3c/dNwX_G4iHPs/s1600/2014-comp.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br />The most incredible change in the last year was your level of communication. Twelve months ago, you knew less than a half dozen words and a handful of noises. Anything even remotely cool would make you say "oooo!" or "wow." ...especially choo-choos, busses and semi trucks. Oh, how you love the big trucks. My favorite phrase of yours is "uh oh, whatdidyoudo?" Always one word and always accusing mama of something you did.<br /><br />But now there's a little man who can talk to me... tell me "good" when I ask how his day went or "tissue" when he has a runny nose and "boogers" to get. After "bubbles" (bath) and "joosh" (juice), you want to go watch "toons" (cartoons) because you sure do love "mouse" (Mickey). You know that after dancing to "hot dog" (the hot dog song), it's time for "na-night" (bedtime) but only after "moo" (milk) and "Boom Boom" (Chicka Chicka Boom Boom). When you're jumping around in the entryway, you're able to tell me that you either want to go "down" (downstairs) or go for a car ride to look for a "baaaaa!" (bus).<br /><br />The "mama, cuddles" and "na-night, love you" bring me to tears because this blessing is so big and my cup is so small and the overflow has to go somewhere.<br /><br />March was a rough month for us. It took over month for three of your molars to poke through... which meant a constant cocktail of pain meds and Orajel and waking up every few hours throughout the night. You're lucky you're so cute because you were the most irritable little turd ever. However, we went cold turkey on your binky one night without any problems. I was so proud of you, big boy! <br /><br />In the beginning of Summer, for some unknown reason, you suddenly became terrified of the water. Baths and getting you in the pool were a struggle, but then one day, you decided to be fearless and you haven't stopped since. We spent most of the summer soaking wet. Evenings were spent out on the deck (naked) in the kiddie pool or water table and weekends in Grandma and Grandpa Z's pool. The most entertaining, euphoric experience of the year was most definitely the Zeeland Splash Pad... your own special brand of toddler crack.<br /><br />Currently, your favorite toys are Legos, cars and trucks. You love the Fisher Price Main Street over at Grandma's house and the vintage race tracks for your Hot Wheels from Great-Grandma. You still love anything with buttons... phones, remotes, TVs, whatever. Grandma Z even gave you her old iPhone to play with. I know I used to say that I was going to restrict the amount of electronics and technology in your life, but sometimes, for my own sanity, it's best if you and Angry Birds have some quiet time together.<br /><br />You and "Ora" (Zora) are still best friends. Sometimes you're a sassy little brat that tells her "no no!" for absolutely no reason and you still yank out her butt flaps, but then there are those rare moments I'll catch the two of you spooning and it melts my heart. Remember to thank her someday for not attacking you because, most days, you probably deserve it. I refer to the two of you as Tank and Terror for a reason.<br /><br />Ryan came into your life this year. We chose to wait awhile before you two met, but it was so worth it. You took to him instantly. Usually when you meet new people, you hide behind my legs and study them carefully. Not Ryan. You climbed up on his lap right away and now when he pulls into the driveway, you run to the front window yelling "Ryyyaaannnn!!!" and greet him with a big hug. I know, buddy, I love him too.<br /><br />In August, you started a new daycare and were the adorable ring bearer in Aunt Z's wedding. Remember to thank Ryan someday for committing to Brody duty for 7 straight hours on wedding day and not running for the hills. September was a big month. You learned to say "peas" (please) and "chain-chu" (thank you) and could count to ten hitting most of the numbers. We went to the zoo for the first time with Aunt Z and Grandma and Grandpa... you loved the otters, penguins, monkeys and bears the most. You also graduated into a toddler bed and did so incredibly well with the transition. What a big boy!<br /><br />By the following month, you were singing bits and pieces of the ABCs and Happy Birthday, identifying colors, starting another new daycare and having legit conversations on your fake phones. You love to sing and dance. Your favorite songs are "Dirt" by Florida Georgia Line, "Donkey" by Jerrod Niemann, "Wiggle" by Jason Derulo and "Wanna Be Like You" from the Jungle Book. That damn Wiggle song will be the death of me, but you just love it.<br /><br />I've grown accustom to people saying what a handful you are, how much energy you have and how you're nothing like any kid they've ever met. I know that someday, that endless supply of energy and strong-willed personality will only transform you into an ambitious, independent, successful man. In the meantime, I'll do my best to keep up and provide you with both wings and roots.<br /><br />Being a single mom is hard, but being a single mom to you is the toughest job I will ever have. Especially those days when you hate the food that you loved the day before, throw tantrums because I won't let you go outside in the rain or when rocking before bedtime turns into wrestling with alligators. But you know what, Brody... thank you. Thank you for teaching me that Lego and block castles trump a clean house any day and the laundry and errands that don't get done because we're busy cuddling or reading can always wait until tomorrow.<br /><br />Brody, I can see my whole world in your bright eyes and goofy smile. Sometimes I even hear God in your giggles. As you get older, the world becomes bigger and scarier to me for a thousand terrible, wonderful, hopeless, beautiful reasons that you won’t understand until you're much older. Even as our family dynamic continues to change, never forget that you are my number one and I will be forever grateful for this precious time just the two of us. Happy birthday, my sweet boy. I love you from the bottom of my heart.<br /><br />-Mom<br /><br /><br />Read Brody's <a href="http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2013/11/happy-1st-birthday-lil-man.html" target="_blank">one year birthday letter here</a>.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/GUJYttdJcU4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/11/happy-2nd-birthday-lil-man.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-61791862530946935642014-11-09T09:36:00.000-05:002014-11-09T11:48:46.833-05:00Chronicles of an Online DaterThere was something a bit <strike>surreal</strike> horrifying about having to return to the dating world after a 12.5 year hiatus. Prior to my divorce, my last first date was way back in summer 2001, and it's safe to say a lot has changed since then... went from having to ask parents for a ride to the movies to being a single parent trying to squeeze in a date before 8:00 pick-up. There were some things, however, that didn't really change at all.<br /><br />I went from being an awkward teenager to an awkward adult, living in a town where I only knew a couple people, now with a baby, dog and house to take care of and still a die-hard homebody that embraced the mindset of <i>once the bra is off and the sweatpants are on... no way in hell I'm leaving the house.&nbsp;</i><br /><i><br /></i>So once I was ready to move on from the divorce, I figured that, realistically, online dating was my only hope. I know there's still this stigma even though pretty much every other aspect of life is filtered through the Internet. Kinda mind boggling if you really think about it.<br /><br />So there I was... on Match.com... reading through dozens of profiles, shuddering at some, "winking" at others. One minute you're giddy over the possibilities of actually meeting these potential suitors and the next you're sobbing into a glass of wine wondering if this is really what life has come to. However, knowing the bar scene wasn't for me and the chance of me meeting Mr. Right while grocery shopping in my sweatpants covered in baby urp was probably pretty slim, I pressed on.<br /><br />Let's start from the beginning, shall we?<br /><br /><b>Date #1: </b>Went well enough to warrant a second date, but ultimately, the tramp stamp and crying uncontrollably through <i>Love Actually</i> weirded me out.<br /><br /><b>"Date" #2:</b> This DB waited until 15 minutes before our date to cancel on me because he didn't feel like going out in the cold weather and then had the balls to drunk text me two other times in the wee hours of the night. Excuse me, but I think you were looking for the Tinder app.<br /><br /><b>"Date" #3: </b>We texted for awhile... seemed like a relatively nice guy... but he worked or went to school all the time. Between his schedule and my responsibilities as a mom, we just never found the time to actually meet.<br /><br /><b>Date #4:</b> Guys... this date was like a comedy gone wrong... I cannot make this shit up. He texted me a list of options for our first date, but they included dinner OR drinks, not both. All these places were restaurants that he had coupons for. We get to dinner and he tells me to keep my portion of the bill under $10, but then proceeds to tell the waiter that we're going to split a medium pizza and waters for the both of us. A comment was made about how cold he keeps his house and told me if I ever came over and wanted him to turn the heat up, I'd better throw a $20 on the table. No, not shitting you at all. The ONLY positive thing about that evening was <a href="http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/03/lost-and-found-skippers-story.html" target="_blank">I found Petey</a>&nbsp;on my way home. So even though the date was a hysterical disaster, I reunited a lost doggy with his owner... so I'm glad I went for that reason alone.<br /><br /><b>Date #5:</b> I'd consider this a decent date, but unfortunately I didn't feel like we had a whole lot in common. And nothing is a bigger turn off than when guys who are shorter than me (he was 5'9") do nothing but comment on the height difference. Be thankful I wore flats, buddy.<br /><br /><b>"Date" #6:</b> I'm so glad this date didn't actually happen. We had plans to go out one night, but I called to ask if we could reschedule after some really bad things happened that day in divorceland. He said no problem, but later that night, I started getting texts from him calling me a liar and a stupid bitch for backing out on him. When I didn't respond right away because, oh I don't know, I was busy being a mom, his texts became super aggressive. So of course I <strike>politely</strike> told him to go eff himself. That's when the voicemails started pouring in with him crying and asking for my forgiveness. Again, not shitting you. Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeper.<br /><br />So why I am I sharing this, you might ask? Well, today, date #7 and I are celebrating a year together. The fear of starting over, of having to step outside my comfort zone, not to mention that stellar lineup of suitors... it was all worth it. My heart is full and I am beyond blessed to have such an incredible man in my life.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikOqG5VI4Q0/VF2UBMbx-fI/AAAAAAAAGzo/cxqV6hFZopM/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikOqG5VI4Q0/VF2UBMbx-fI/AAAAAAAAGzo/cxqV6hFZopM/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><a href="http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/03/the-end.html" target="_blank">Since the divorce</a>, it has been an honor to hear so many stories of how sharing my experience with divorce and dating have empowered others to put themselves out there. You will find love and happiness again, I promise.<br /><br />I did.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/50RiNmJ5BQA" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/11/chronicles-of-online-dater.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-84042916126335188512014-11-02T22:25:00.000-05:002014-11-02T22:25:48.882-05:00Nanananana Batman!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I knew this year was going to be very hit or miss with getting Brody into a costume. I took a hand-me-down Batman costume and made a few alterations... took the "ears" off the mask and attached them to a black winter hat and added ties to the back to give the costume more room to accommodate a winter coat. The lil turd fought me on the hat most of the time and refused to wear the cape, but for the most part, he was a trooper.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-PMQM0fa5E/VFbrev1t7CI/AAAAAAAAGxg/442B4eP_OAs/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-PMQM0fa5E/VFbrev1t7CI/AAAAAAAAGxg/442B4eP_OAs/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween1.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I was sitting at work one day when I came up with the idea to make myself a Robin costume since this would be my first year trick-or-treating with Brody. I ran over to Goodwill on my lunch and found 90% of what I needed to piece together a costume. For someone who knows very little about sewing, I was super pumped about how it turned out.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I mentioned to my sister what I was doing and both she and her husband jumped on the bandwagon with homemade Catwoman and Joker costumes.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kS6j7KBHHmw/VFbreVwHObI/AAAAAAAAGxc/JwQ7-kOPrgU/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kS6j7KBHHmw/VFbreVwHObI/AAAAAAAAGxc/JwQ7-kOPrgU/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween2.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjalhW9CXuc/VFbrjFpUp2I/AAAAAAAAGxs/5qQOi-pPWKk/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjalhW9CXuc/VFbrjFpUp2I/AAAAAAAAGxs/5qQOi-pPWKk/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween3.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBFijLc6SwE/VFbrn2-iHfI/AAAAAAAAGx0/MYj8PN4zR2E/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBFijLc6SwE/VFbrn2-iHfI/AAAAAAAAGx0/MYj8PN4zR2E/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween4.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Brody and I ran into Gentex Friday afternoon to show off our costumes before heading to Muskegon. We met up with Ashley, Adam and Ryan at my parent's house before trick-or-treating. Since it was super cold, Brody was bundled head to toe in winter clothes. He did conquer one whole block before we called it a night. It was a ton of fun... he ran from house to house and just thought he was the cat's meow.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HbTM3oquFj4/VFb0zk1r8-I/AAAAAAAAGy4/uNJx064uaXQ/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HbTM3oquFj4/VFb0zk1r8-I/AAAAAAAAGy4/uNJx064uaXQ/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween11.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1nUY_GwLLo/VFb0ysEuPqI/AAAAAAAAGyw/HP8yPqDILs8/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1nUY_GwLLo/VFb0ysEuPqI/AAAAAAAAGyw/HP8yPqDILs8/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween12.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fyz-_W8zTnA/VFbrqV2SNpI/AAAAAAAAGx8/tWEh7gtNgpk/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fyz-_W8zTnA/VFbrqV2SNpI/AAAAAAAAGx8/tWEh7gtNgpk/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween5.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Post-trick-or-treating candy coma...</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ-p7pkEwIg/VFbrtyvi_QI/AAAAAAAAGyM/ym2qOnqD2v4/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ-p7pkEwIg/VFbrtyvi_QI/AAAAAAAAGyM/ym2qOnqD2v4/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween6.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I put Brody down for bed at my parent's house while Ashley made Ryan my fill-in Batman. The four of us headed out to a Halloween party that just so happened to be superhero themed. The costumes, decorations and food were fantastic.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVZRhrVtcPg/VFbrsq8Gs6I/AAAAAAAAGyE/LyJGff6TfCQ/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVZRhrVtcPg/VFbrsq8Gs6I/AAAAAAAAGyE/LyJGff6TfCQ/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween7.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9j52dYZmpYo/VFbrxVsVokI/AAAAAAAAGyc/rvs9BA6e8KM/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9j52dYZmpYo/VFbrxVsVokI/AAAAAAAAGyc/rvs9BA6e8KM/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween8.JPG" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I am super glad Ryan was home this weekend and was able to go out with us. I was really looking forward to Halloween, mostly because of Brody, and was glad he got to share that with us.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8bfmfh179o/VFbrv-qfaoI/AAAAAAAAGyU/RdKTFfTUmfs/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8bfmfh179o/VFbrv-qfaoI/AAAAAAAAGyU/RdKTFfTUmfs/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween9.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And on a side note... a huge round of applause to my fellow peers this year. A few years ago, I wrote a <a href="http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2012/10/halloween-costumes.html" target="_blank">post about how ridiculous people were when it came to their costumes</a>. &nbsp;I was beyond pleased to see my Facebook and Instagram flooded with a plethora of pictures of adorable children all dressed up AND my fellow people in creative, homemade costumes that didn't include their lady bits and ta-tas hanging out everywhere. It seems like superheroes were a huge thing this year and not the typical slutty adult costumes. Bravo, folks... bravo. We're all so grown-up now.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0lbX9Ml1M8/VFbrW95U2qI/AAAAAAAAGxU/yqO2KHN7JeQ/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0lbX9Ml1M8/VFbrW95U2qI/AAAAAAAAGxU/yqO2KHN7JeQ/s1600/andrea-arch-halloween10.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/G4ODUerSTuQ" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/11/nanananana-batman.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-79086967056886385902014-10-27T11:45:00.000-04:002014-10-27T11:45:51.486-04:00Ohio is for Lovers: Meeting the Family Pt. II<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After an incredibly busy last few months with work (for both Ryan and myself), we decided to take advantage of some time off and spend a long weekend in Ohio with his family. There were still several family members I hadn't had a chance to meet <a href="http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/06/fast-cars-and-country-living-meeting.html" target="_blank">prior to this weekend</a>, so I was especially looking forward to this trip.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmdT-wvbW5M/VE2tqz9zF8I/AAAAAAAAGws/_faWgOgZIHA/s1600/andrea-arch1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmdT-wvbW5M/VE2tqz9zF8I/AAAAAAAAGws/_faWgOgZIHA/s1600/andrea-arch1.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We hit the road Thursday afternoon. I love road trips. Especially when it's just the two of us. I feel like some of the best conversations are had in the car and that quality time is just priceless. Plus it was a perfect Fall day.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqPqQbYxcL8/VE2tqO-rPVI/AAAAAAAAGwg/74o4kCsYObk/s1600/andrea-arch2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqPqQbYxcL8/VE2tqO-rPVI/AAAAAAAAGwg/74o4kCsYObk/s1600/andrea-arch2.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Friday morning, a few of us went golfing. And by golfing, I mean, they guys golfed and I drove the golf cart and yelled at them to "do better." :) The view, the weather and the company were perfect. The golfing... not so much.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qxc-MCGlz4/VE2tp9koyjI/AAAAAAAAGwc/P6lm87vPqYw/s1600/andrea-arch3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5qxc-MCGlz4/VE2tp9koyjI/AAAAAAAAGwc/P6lm87vPqYw/s1600/andrea-arch3.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After golf, the four of us went and grabbed pizza and then some drinks. Couldn't have asked for a better evening. I love Ryan's family. Spending time with and getting to know them is effortless.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TMgO34ucVM/VE2twz8wjLI/AAAAAAAAGw8/ce4UCyE4unM/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TMgO34ucVM/VE2twz8wjLI/AAAAAAAAGw8/ce4UCyE4unM/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">...especially Sadie who is the best cuddler ever! Why can't Zora spoon like this?! Such a sweet girl.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew89Eqix6QE/VE2tsj78R0I/AAAAAAAAGw0/cSJSHe_Vaso/s1600/andrea-arch5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew89Eqix6QE/VE2tsj78R0I/AAAAAAAAGw0/cSJSHe_Vaso/s1600/andrea-arch5.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Saturday, we went and toured the Victoria's Secret Distribution Center. It was really awesome to see what Ryan does for a living and really understand what it is about his job that requires so much travel and such long days.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was funny to observe the office "decor" there. Only at Victoria's Secret is it employee handbook acceptable to have posters of half naked women in their bras and panties plastered all over your office walls. I'm sure it has no effect on productivity and the attention span of the male species...&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHxZcMj2eqs/VE2txVhp1sI/AAAAAAAAGxE/esC3WTekTfs/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHxZcMj2eqs/VE2txVhp1sI/AAAAAAAAGxE/esC3WTekTfs/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br />Saturday was a lazy day of football. When you're in Ohio, no one seems to give a shit about the Michigan - Michigan State game. But holy cow look out when Penn State takes OSU into double OT. Goodness.<br /><br />I also got my baby fix in. :) Ryan's step-sister brought over her 6-month-old lil bug. Gaaaaah.&nbsp;<span style="background-color: white; color: #545454; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 16.7999992370605px;">♥ &nbsp;</span>And nothing makes the boyfriend turn pale quite like when you mention having baby fever. Oops. ;)<br /><br />Overall, phenomenal weekend. Looking forward to spending some quality time with my babies tonight, but I'm so glad I got to finally meet the rest of Ryan's family and have a relaxing weekend.<br /><br />I am so blessed to have such a wonderful man in my life.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/kczjRWsvieM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/10/ohio-is-for-lovers-meeting-family-pt-ii.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-48493778890848106042014-09-28T10:35:00.000-04:002014-09-28T10:35:27.032-04:00SLHitched: Congrats Mr. and Mrs. Demetrious<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I know, I'm about a week off on life right now, but I'm finally getting around to the Demetrious wedding! Congratulations to my cousin Laura and her hubby Steve! They were married last Saturday and the whole thing turned out beautifully. God blessed them with a little good luck rain during the ceremony and the weather was perfect the rest of the evening.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--D24R6PUyPM/VCd8pCXu94I/AAAAAAAAGuU/0d8bCXgCMiw/s1600/demetrious-wedding1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--D24R6PUyPM/VCd8pCXu94I/AAAAAAAAGuU/0d8bCXgCMiw/s1600/demetrious-wedding1.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PE90clxh64E/VCd8zjVtQhI/AAAAAAAAGus/j827qpqOLH0/s1600/demetrious-wedding2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PE90clxh64E/VCd8zjVtQhI/AAAAAAAAGus/j827qpqOLH0/s1600/demetrious-wedding2.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOA46ItghNU/VCd8prDC_-I/AAAAAAAAGuY/Zu7CHeUWNKk/s1600/demetrious-wedding3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOA46ItghNU/VCd8prDC_-I/AAAAAAAAGuY/Zu7CHeUWNKk/s1600/demetrious-wedding3.jpg" height="485" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The bridal party entrance was the best one I've ever seen. My sister walked with our cousin Ray and the two of them switched outfits. Absolutely hilarious!&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3RSghi_DQg/VCd8ynFauFI/AAAAAAAAGuk/3UF-WR2kCoU/s1600/demetrious-wedding4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3RSghi_DQg/VCd8ynFauFI/AAAAAAAAGuk/3UF-WR2kCoU/s1600/demetrious-wedding4.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Each time guests clinked on the glasses, the DJ drew the names of a couple to kiss first, and then Laura and Steve would copy the kiss. Well, Mama and Papa Z were called first and everyone got to watch my dad squeeze mom's ass. You're welcome everyone. I grew up with this sort of thing... it won't scar you too bad.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGnnN3m_zJ0/VCd8021XWRI/AAAAAAAAGu4/PolL5_jS8gY/s1600/demetrious-wedding5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGnnN3m_zJ0/VCd8021XWRI/AAAAAAAAGu4/PolL5_jS8gY/s1600/demetrious-wedding5.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4aFvQmDfJQ/VCd809Aq7gI/AAAAAAAAGuw/Ej3e_wEOh_g/s1600/demetrious-wedding6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4aFvQmDfJQ/VCd809Aq7gI/AAAAAAAAGuw/Ej3e_wEOh_g/s1600/demetrious-wedding6.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br />The decorations tied together perfectly. A lot of time and effort (and wine) were clearly put into the centerpieces and I think they turned out great! The wooden platforms were a great touch and I loved the tree theme.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoebJ451vF4/VCeJVTwcD5I/AAAAAAAAGvU/A5123DZKkFs/s1600/demetrious-wedding7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoebJ451vF4/VCeJVTwcD5I/AAAAAAAAGvU/A5123DZKkFs/s1600/demetrious-wedding7.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><span id="goog_662404200"></span><span id="goog_662404201"></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>It was another fantastic day spent with family... and this stud. :) I'm so glad he didn't have to work last weekend. In an effort to catch the bouquet (and make Ryan squirm), I ended up with quite the battle wound. My crappy eyesight and I had a tough time seeing the toss bouquet in the dark and it hit me in the forehead just slightly. However, some floral wire was sticking out the bottom of it and the next thing I knew, I had blood running down my face and a bump the size of a marble right between my eyes.<br /><br />Buuuuuuuut I caught it so, win?<br /><br />Again, congratulations Steve and Laura! We wish you guys a lifetime of love, happiness and adventures!<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/AHN_qQ1KT7Q" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/09/slhitched-congrats-mr-and-mrs-demetrious.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-9350101995581584902014-09-15T13:27:00.000-04:002014-09-15T13:27:20.330-04:00Bears, Otters and Winos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I know I'm about a week off on my updates, but last week was pretty rough and my brain didn't feel like doing much of anything. Let's backup to Friday, September 5... I took the day off from work and went to John Ball Park Zoo with my parents, sister and Lil Man. We've had this on our "can't wait to do this with Brody" list for awhile and with summer drawing to a close, it worked out perfectly that we could all go.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-96hDCbpSN7g/VBb3QCp8ehI/AAAAAAAAGsM/YahYKn9lpHQ/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-96hDCbpSN7g/VBb3QCp8ehI/AAAAAAAAGsM/YahYKn9lpHQ/s1600/andrea-arch1.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A napless Lil Man was pretty touch and go at times, but for the most part, he enjoyed himself. His favorite animals were the otters, bears, penguins and monkeys. I was the most excited for the petting zoo area, but not two shits were given by Brody. He wouldn't even touch the goats... just clung to Aunt Z. Sadness.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PuJN293alWQ/VBb3T5D1AqI/AAAAAAAAGs4/j5e9NFK8470/s1600/andrea-arch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PuJN293alWQ/VBb3T5D1AqI/AAAAAAAAGs4/j5e9NFK8470/s1600/andrea-arch2.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm not sure if he actually loved the otters or just the ability to stand on the ledge and bang on the glass. After our third trip to the otter exhibit, I had to drag him away screaming. Sigh...</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xuMS8WZqUQ/VBb3VHUh5mI/AAAAAAAAGtI/x6dX4RtUp1s/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xuMS8WZqUQ/VBb3VHUh5mI/AAAAAAAAGtI/x6dX4RtUp1s/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeUAXSs_eVk/VBb3VPluCbI/AAAAAAAAGtE/cO7EO9YNiF4/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeUAXSs_eVk/VBb3VPluCbI/AAAAAAAAGtE/cO7EO9YNiF4/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">One of the bears was pretty active and Brody loved watching him up close and personal. Thankfully he already knew how to make monster sounds, so he sat there "rawr-ing" at the bear. Whatever. Close enough.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYPOAfA69SY/VBb3VJMfNYI/AAAAAAAAGtA/9SeMgj3a5eY/s1600/andrea-arch5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYPOAfA69SY/VBb3VJMfNYI/AAAAAAAAGtA/9SeMgj3a5eY/s1600/andrea-arch5.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Overall, it was a great day. The rain held off and it was really nice to have some time together, just the five of us. I think Lil Man's favorite part of the day was the drive back and getting to see all the big trucks. Kid sure does love semis.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rFenKicDhc/VBb3X7g4B4I/AAAAAAAAGtk/xaj0T2Hr3jI/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8rFenKicDhc/VBb3X7g4B4I/AAAAAAAAGtk/xaj0T2Hr3jI/s1600/andrea-arch6.jpg" height="243" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On Saturday, Ashley and I drove down to Baroda to celebrate my cousin's bachelorette party... with wine... lots and lots of wine. I've never been wine tasting, so that was an experience in itself. I have like 3 go-to, cheap wines so clearly I'm not one to expand my horizons.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQVj2h2gPLs/VBb3X9VNpXI/AAAAAAAAGto/do9NsSnWYCo/s1600/andrea-arch7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQVj2h2gPLs/VBb3X9VNpXI/AAAAAAAAGto/do9NsSnWYCo/s1600/andrea-arch7.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gbe8j6jxk2g/VBb3WYHSLEI/AAAAAAAAGtY/GtO8tds73pk/s1600/andrea-arch8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gbe8j6jxk2g/VBb3WYHSLEI/AAAAAAAAGtY/GtO8tds73pk/s1600/andrea-arch8.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The day can pretty much be summed up by a series of semi-drunk selfies of Ash and I. Whatever. We made it to four wineries (Hickory Creek, The Round Barn, Gravity and Lemon Creek), were escorted around in a wagon and had beautiful weather. Can't complain. For more pics of the rest of the party (rather than just these two idiots), check out <a href="http://www.relativelyoffbeat.com/2014/09/lauras-country-chic-bachelorette-party.html" target="_blank">Relatively Offbeat</a>.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PbKnRUe7W08/VBb3XpckqXI/AAAAAAAAGtg/KeV0SULANEQ/s1600/andrea-arch9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PbKnRUe7W08/VBb3XpckqXI/AAAAAAAAGtg/KeV0SULANEQ/s1600/andrea-arch9.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sunday was spent detoxing and hanging out with my two favorite boys and fur baby. I hadn't seen Ryan for 3 weeks because of work travel, so there was some much needed R&amp;R time together. We rendezvoused with a friend her family at the Quincy Dog Park to soak in our last bit of sunshine and allow the kids to burn off some energy.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8TjGRGG0YE/VBb3Oku1CHI/AAAAAAAAGsA/1yBWrShcDWc/s1600/andrea-arch10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8TjGRGG0YE/VBb3Oku1CHI/AAAAAAAAGsA/1yBWrShcDWc/s1600/andrea-arch10.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Since my children clearly don't like to be followers, they both took off in opposite directions from the rest of the group. So Ryan chased after Zora and I sat and played in the dirt with Brody.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jB7ExGE-fH0/VBb3QeQbXxI/AAAAAAAAGsU/_Bb91bbXLpk/s1600/andrea-arch11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jB7ExGE-fH0/VBb3QeQbXxI/AAAAAAAAGsU/_Bb91bbXLpk/s1600/andrea-arch11.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I love watching these two interact with each other. Ryan, having zero experience with children, does a wonderful job with Brody and embraces the "learn as you go" logic head on.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This makes my heart smile.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_EpqSwepEk/VBb3PzS7sPI/AAAAAAAAGsI/1VBkpwJnTHE/s1600/andrea-arch12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_EpqSwepEk/VBb3PzS7sPI/AAAAAAAAGsI/1VBkpwJnTHE/s1600/andrea-arch12.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9D5MITJhrcY/VBb3R-T8BYI/AAAAAAAAGsg/j71_xbcebsc/s1600/andrea-arch15.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9D5MITJhrcY/VBb3R-T8BYI/AAAAAAAAGsg/j71_xbcebsc/s1600/andrea-arch15.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We squeezed in one last splash pad adventure on Tuesday with Grandpa and Grandma Z and Aunt Cindy. There is nothing that makes me smile harder than watching Brody absolutely lose his mind at this place. He is nothing but smiles, giggles and weird noises the entire time we're there. Next summer, if anyone needs a pick-me-up, join us. Guaranteed happiness.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4exY60Hi4Pc/VBb3Rh5idTI/AAAAAAAAGsk/kwGgNaGayBA/s1600/andrea-arch13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4exY60Hi4Pc/VBb3Rh5idTI/AAAAAAAAGsk/kwGgNaGayBA/s1600/andrea-arch13.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWc9Qyti9I4/VBb3Sad_w6I/AAAAAAAAGss/wHyk_OqUqm0/s1600/andrea-arch14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWc9Qyti9I4/VBb3Sad_w6I/AAAAAAAAGss/wHyk_OqUqm0/s1600/andrea-arch14.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On a much less happy note, I had to say goodbye to a friend and co-worker this past week. Pete passed away suddenly and unexpectedly on Tuesday night from a massive heart attack at the young age of 42. Our department has been just four of us for a couple years now, so to lose Pete was very tough... he was a member of my little work family and I will miss him dearly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Pete... our crazy department meetings and Mexican lunches won't be the same without you. Rest easy, friend.</div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/TEXnxZdKv44" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/09/bears-otters-and-winos.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-78971507520064013532014-09-02T11:00:00.000-04:002014-09-02T11:00:05.850-04:00Labor Day: Dirt, Dungeons and Dancing <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hope everyone enjoyed their long weekend! I know mine was much needed between tackling my to do list and soaking up the last bit of summer.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With Ryan still traveling (16 consecutive days and counting...) and Brody at his dad's, my number one goal was to get my landscaping blocks down. I've had a pallet of them sitting in my driveway since Memorial Day. No judging. My parents called me up Saturday morning and offered to come give me a hand. Aren't they wonderful? :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Mama Z mowed my lawn and cleaned my house while Papa Z and I got all the edgers in place and declared war on quite a few trees. You're welcome grass... the sunshine will see you now. Next phase with landscaping includes removing all the sod/weeds from the sectioned off areas. Adding more plants and rocks will happen in the Spring.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zauzh9URFP0/VAUdzJVKsPI/AAAAAAAAGpo/16qr26eL7Tg/s1600/andrea-arch1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zauzh9URFP0/VAUdzJVKsPI/AAAAAAAAGpo/16qr26eL7Tg/s1600/andrea-arch1.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PlV1wUoALE/VAUeEiGEv_I/AAAAAAAAGqc/OS_tWanPW5E/s1600/andrea-arch2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PlV1wUoALE/VAUeEiGEv_I/AAAAAAAAGqc/OS_tWanPW5E/s1600/andrea-arch2.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sunday morning was spent downing a pot of coffee and catching up on <a href="http://www.bluelakecommunitychurch.com/" target="_blank">freelance</a> and <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?ref=si_shop" target="_blank">Etsy</a> orders. After I picked up Lil Man, we took Zora for a walk, went for a bike ride, built Lego castles and played in the water table out on the deck. Not a bad way to spend a Sunday.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jMea3aJQ3_s/VAUeIC--dhI/AAAAAAAAGqk/8bGNuN2ZeXw/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jMea3aJQ3_s/VAUeIC--dhI/AAAAAAAAGqk/8bGNuN2ZeXw/s1600/andrea-arch3.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5BS40pU0l2E/VAUeKXS5kfI/AAAAAAAAGqs/G3F_3kI2KAM/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5BS40pU0l2E/VAUeKXS5kfI/AAAAAAAAGqs/G3F_3kI2KAM/s1600/andrea-arch4.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lCn3xtZyxOw/VAUeMK53stI/AAAAAAAAGq8/eCEHC11-sB0/s1600/andrea-arch5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lCn3xtZyxOw/VAUeMK53stI/AAAAAAAAGq8/eCEHC11-sB0/s1600/andrea-arch5.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Monday morning during our Meijer run for more milk (and to see the fishes, of course), we stumbled across these cute popsicle molds for $.99. Yes please! So Brody and I whipped together some peach and orange juice popsicles (with some carrot thrown in there... shhhhhh). He enjoyed drinking the leftovers too, even though he can't grasp the concept of not tipping the cup when he's using a straw.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dOtW6jZWce4/VAUeCJ2dkWI/AAAAAAAAGqU/HEjxyEtxeA0/s1600/andrea-arch15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dOtW6jZWce4/VAUeCJ2dkWI/AAAAAAAAGqU/HEjxyEtxeA0/s1600/andrea-arch15.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bwa31yAA0Q/VAUeLff4ZiI/AAAAAAAAGq0/LMKf8ziUL8k/s1600/andrea-arch6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bwa31yAA0Q/VAUeLff4ZiI/AAAAAAAAGq0/LMKf8ziUL8k/s1600/andrea-arch6.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm sure Zora can't wait for Brody to go back to daycare. Lil Man antagonized that poor dog all weekend. Thank God she's a patient girl and just tries to avoid him rather than be aggressive. Brody's new thing is to try and sit on Zora's back... which makes her jump and fling him off. Heart attack every single time.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Then there was this dance party that happened in my kitchen. In addition to learning new words and <a href="https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=10100783290052651&amp;l=503727954924295253" target="_blank">working on his manners</a>, our new daycare must also encourage lots of dancing because any sort of music/sound made Lil Man dance this weekend.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=10100784956972131&amp;l=7095386477677975135" target="_blank">Dance Party Video</a></b></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_rEPm_R16A/VAUeSfsM_FI/AAAAAAAAGrE/ASMAcOb_rVw/s1600/andrea-arch7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_rEPm_R16A/VAUeSfsM_FI/AAAAAAAAGrE/ASMAcOb_rVw/s1600/andrea-arch7.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm also trying to break Zora of her furniture habit. Sadness, but she no longer understands or accepts boundaries. So the couch cushions have been up all weekend. Brody decided to try to climb over them, so we made them into a little fort. Entertainment for <strike>hours</strike> many minutes. He loved to crawl through the hole and make his monster noises. What a ham!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79rKvDHvA5c/VAUeYdgsHhI/AAAAAAAAGrU/yG25Mw0497M/s1600/andrea-arch8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79rKvDHvA5c/VAUeYdgsHhI/AAAAAAAAGrU/yG25Mw0497M/s1600/andrea-arch8.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I04XK3xrEqE/VAUeXedhRJI/AAAAAAAAGrM/JhvOLHtLKeE/s1600/andrea-arch9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I04XK3xrEqE/VAUeXedhRJI/AAAAAAAAGrM/JhvOLHtLKeE/s1600/andrea-arch9.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After his afternoon nap, we made a quick run to the West Olive Nursery for a couple more blueberry plants. Brody loved cruising around in his wagon and was so excited to see the train that runs alongside US31. We've been working on choo-choo noises in addition to monkeys, cows, fans and monsters.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The three of us spent the remainder of the day playing outside. It was a beautiful evening and Lil Man sure does love swinging and digging in the rocks. I can't wait to upgrade his playset next summer. Plans are to box it in, fill with pea gravel, replace current limestone with sand and wash/stain all the wood.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ArM-YBxaEY/VAUd6KjI0XI/AAAAAAAAGp8/JVsGI9sFwzw/s1600/andrea-arch10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ArM-YBxaEY/VAUd6KjI0XI/AAAAAAAAGp8/JVsGI9sFwzw/s1600/andrea-arch10.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsyVyGmUPDE/VAUdy_K0TpI/AAAAAAAAGpk/iEpzWymLlng/s1600/andrea-arch11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsyVyGmUPDE/VAUdy_K0TpI/AAAAAAAAGpk/iEpzWymLlng/s1600/andrea-arch11.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ku2mQaiTbQg/VAUd9iWumXI/AAAAAAAAGqE/2XVXfbLGMZ0/s1600/andrea-arch12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ku2mQaiTbQg/VAUd9iWumXI/AAAAAAAAGqE/2XVXfbLGMZ0/s1600/andrea-arch12.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The little daredevil also figured out how to climb up the slide. Excellent. Mama loves more grey hair.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IugM_q74ljs/VAUd3slshzI/AAAAAAAAGp0/-Gllgjo0ofI/s1600/andrea-arch13.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IugM_q74ljs/VAUd3slshzI/AAAAAAAAGp0/-Gllgjo0ofI/s1600/andrea-arch13.JPG" height="413" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkawZi2LGzw/VAUd-2TEVBI/AAAAAAAAGqM/ZtDMHg4580w/s1600/andrea-arch14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkawZi2LGzw/VAUd-2TEVBI/AAAAAAAAGqM/ZtDMHg4580w/s1600/andrea-arch14.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Of course, one last trip through the cave before bedtime.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hope everyone else had a wonderful weekend as well and your Tuesday isn't too rough. :)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/hF8iWxlixYM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/09/labor-day-dirt-dungeons-and-dancing.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-36360749139394443832014-08-18T21:59:00.000-04:002014-08-18T21:59:20.219-04:00Love and Goulets: Wedding DayIf you follow me on any social media platform, sorry for the explosion of wedding pictures this weekend! Well, no, I'm not sorry but whatever.<br /><br />This past Saturday was the long awaited Goulet wedding! My baby sister is finally married to the man of her dreams and I couldn't be more excited for the two of them.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2k1NQLQ9Plo/U_Fg2mWcVFI/AAAAAAAAGlM/kj-VtsJf7F4/s1600/andrea-arch-wedding1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2k1NQLQ9Plo/U_Fg2mWcVFI/AAAAAAAAGlM/kj-VtsJf7F4/s1600/andrea-arch-wedding1.jpg" height="366" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The couple was married at St. Mary's Catholic Church in Spring Lake and the reception was held at the <a href="http://www.fruitportgolfclub.com/" target="_blank">Fruitport Golf Course</a>. <a href="http://rykes.com/" target="_blank">Ryke's catering and bakery</a> left me needing to lie flat on the floor and recover from my food coma. The incredibly talented <a href="http://karidoumaphotography.com/" target="_blank">Kari Douma Photography</a> has me refreshing her Facebook page every 30 seconds awaiting even just a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/KariDoumaPhotography/photos/a.10151944754888579.1073741836.117229853578/10152408783173579/?type=1&amp;theater" target="_blank">sneak peak</a>. Kari and Jayne are wonderful people and never disappoint. I simply cannot wait for the photos!&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My little ring bearer looked incredibly handsome in his little tux and bow tie! Even though he refused to wear the sign down the aisle and fought us on every single picture, he was adorable. &nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1q7Rb5Nlus/U_Fg2mpCtzI/AAAAAAAAGlI/o3LAVbC1Upk/s1600/andrea-arch-wedding2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1q7Rb5Nlus/U_Fg2mpCtzI/AAAAAAAAGlI/o3LAVbC1Upk/s1600/andrea-arch-wedding2.jpg" height="366" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Thank God for Ryan. I put him on Brody duty for the day and he did remarkable. Whether it was walking laps around the church when he started to get cranky or getting him to smile during pictures, I wouldn't have survived Saturday without him. For a guy who doesn't have any experience taking care of children, he stepped up to the plate and did an amazing job. Thanks babe! xo</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CtB6QRkhi-c/U_Fg2iaJo5I/AAAAAAAAGlU/XDne9UjCKVc/s1600/andrea-arch-wedding3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CtB6QRkhi-c/U_Fg2iaJo5I/AAAAAAAAGlU/XDne9UjCKVc/s1600/andrea-arch-wedding3.jpg" height="366" width="550" /></a></div><br />For my&nbsp;<a href="https://drive.google.com/file/d/0BxjmsfjZbb0qekdkM0JXT0xwR2M/edit?usp=sharing" target="_blank">toast</a>, I dug out this pretend "personal ad" that I had created for Ashley 3 years ago after she ended a long-term relationship. Normally public speaking really doesn't rattle me, but I shook like a leaf during both the reading at church and while I was giving my toast at dinner. My toast was well received which made me pretty stoked. Plus Ryan and I caught the garter and bouquet, so... yay! :)<br /><br />Thank you everyone who attended and supported Ashley and Adam on their special day. The happy couple is currently cruising around Chicago and will take their "real" honeymoon this Winter in St. Lucia.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10100764918743901.1073741854.40000831&amp;type=1&amp;l=dd420f70d4" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>For more wedding photos, click here!</b></span></a><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/pXL03OWma08" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/08/love-and-goulets-wedding-day.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-16413056129078655472014-08-13T20:52:00.000-04:002014-08-14T11:56:04.384-04:00Life LatelyHello Internet. Tis finally wedding week. Because I suck at keeping my blog updated lately, thought I'd give you a quick rundown of what everyone's been up to before I start blowing up your news feed with wedding related pictures and posts...<br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGus2sf1fVQ/U-wH7p51lvI/AAAAAAAAGk4/4NHkmRZVNZM/s1600/andrea-arch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGus2sf1fVQ/U-wH7p51lvI/AAAAAAAAGk4/4NHkmRZVNZM/s1600/andrea-arch.jpg" height="243" width="550" /></a></div><div><br /><div><b>ZORA:</b> My crazy girl seems to finally be back at 100% or damn near close. She had a couple bouts of garbage gut since weaning off of her medications, but I've noticed it's usually after days I leave the sliding door open for her while I'm at work. Stupid likes to wander the yard and eat eeeeevvveerryything. Zora, you are not a cow... knock it off.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><b>BRODY: </b>My brain cannot handle how much he has grown up in the past couple months. His <a href="http://instagram.com/p/rVrvBms0sC/?modal=true" target="_blank">vocabulary</a> has grown exponentially, his independence is incredible and we're awaiting a free weekend to take the plunge with potty training. Mama Z and I worked very hard to get him comfortable in the water again and now he absolutely loves the pool and <a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10100751982847541&amp;l=5947650404974548625" target="_blank">splash pad</a>. I've been packing quite a few things away this week (highchair, clothes, etc.) and even though it makes me want to cry that he's growing up so fast, I'm excited for all the new stages in his life too. He's also on a test run at a new daycare this week. Current daycare is on vacation so I took this as an opportunity to see what else is out there and I'm very excited to hopefully switch to this new place. Brody had a wonderful time today hanging out with two new lovely ladies and I was greeted with nothing but smiles at the end of the day. :)</div><div><br /></div><div><b>RYAN: </b>Even though he's at 88% travel for the year, we still find time to see each other. I couldn't be happier and am very excited to spend the entire weekend with him before he leaves again for work for the next two and a half weeks. xo</div><div><br /></div><div><b>ASHLEY: </b>The bride-to-be is counting down the final days as Miss Zylstra. Her and I have a mani/pedi date tomorrow, then rehearsal on Friday and Saturday's the big day! We're praying for sunshine, a cooperative Lil Man and everything to run smoothly.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><b>ME:</b> I've been trying to keep my head above water these last few weeks. Work is crazy busy as well as the freelancing, my <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/AndreaArch?ref=hdr" target="_blank">Etsy</a> sales are booming (in large part to <a href="http://www.trendhunter.com/trends/pregnancy-countdown-poster" target="_blank">this recent post on Trend Hunter</a>... thanks guys!), divorce nonsense (yeah... that's STILL going on) and then there's all the wedding related shenanigans. I'm so anxious for life to settle down a bit after this weekend. Wait... does that ever happen?&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Have a great night everyone and be on the lookout for all the wedding bliss over the next few days!</div></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/ipf11mcgBPI" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/08/life-lately.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720233797737399072.post-39683877976675497222014-08-02T09:48:00.000-04:002014-08-02T09:48:07.005-04:00Bachelorette Party - Masquerade Style<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last Saturday, we celebrated my little sister's bachelorette party -- masquerade style! Festivities began with dinner and games out on my parent's deck. They have such a great space for hosting parties. We were a bit concerned about rain, but the most we had to deal with was wind... I'll take it!&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUIW6EJkW8I/U9w4Lh5niwI/AAAAAAAAGiE/WtAOgeUQxes/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUIW6EJkW8I/U9w4Lh5niwI/AAAAAAAAGiE/WtAOgeUQxes/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade1.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeswP-bH7lc/U9w4zlV0urI/AAAAAAAAGjM/CYuQ-1nNSuk/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeswP-bH7lc/U9w4zlV0urI/AAAAAAAAGjM/CYuQ-1nNSuk/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade2.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I had spent months making all the decor myself. I was very thankful for all those years of hoarding craft supplies, paper samples and other whatnots... all of the decorations were made with stuff I had on hand and a $30 trip to the Dollar Store and Hobby Lobby. I'm also super glad Santa bought me a Silhouette machine last Christmas.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3qIMQqAvJc/U9w4-OVo6YI/AAAAAAAAGjs/K6XDRoY_x-g/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3qIMQqAvJc/U9w4-OVo6YI/AAAAAAAAGjs/K6XDRoY_x-g/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade3.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TtYiSled-l4/U9w5D7CqlyI/AAAAAAAAGj0/wsjebZnfhqQ/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TtYiSled-l4/U9w5D7CqlyI/AAAAAAAAGj0/wsjebZnfhqQ/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade4.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIW2R-RiEAc/U9w5GzeWYMI/AAAAAAAAGj8/T3xzICdaYn0/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIW2R-RiEAc/U9w5GzeWYMI/AAAAAAAAGj8/T3xzICdaYn0/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade5.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm not a party planner by any means... nor do I know how to decorate. With a hodge podge of ideas saved on Pinterest, I opted to go with a black, white, silver and gold color scheme and did my best to create a look that said "elegant" instead of "mardi gras."&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsb1oYK0yyA/U9w5Kt79fPI/AAAAAAAAGkI/4S75vXgfbng/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsb1oYK0yyA/U9w5Kt79fPI/AAAAAAAAGkI/4S75vXgfbng/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade7.jpg" height="414" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My Silhouette and I made up some photo props. I had some great silver and gold paper samples on hand to cut out glasses, moustaches and lips.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMqhe7mYrJU/U9w5KV7OKVI/AAAAAAAAGkE/iTjrU4L6Nfw/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMqhe7mYrJU/U9w5KV7OKVI/AAAAAAAAGkE/iTjrU4L6Nfw/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade8.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JX3rOczOd_I/U9w5LxhFrII/AAAAAAAAGkU/ugyjwDI0VcE/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JX3rOczOd_I/U9w5LxhFrII/AAAAAAAAGkU/ugyjwDI0VcE/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade9.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Games included a "How Well do you Know Ashley" trivia game as well as a bar crawl scavenger hunt. Our cousin, <a href="http://www.relativelyoffbeat.com/" target="_blank">Laura</a>, knew Ashley the best. The scavenger hunt fizzled out shortly after arriving at the bar... oh well.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4WDsBaJiu4/U9w4I3XY0mI/AAAAAAAAGh0/3p6zmk26ZNc/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4WDsBaJiu4/U9w4I3XY0mI/AAAAAAAAGh0/3p6zmk26ZNc/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade10.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dUErmJuadBs/U9w4JcFmJkI/AAAAAAAAGh4/yRPf9P8V9sM/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dUErmJuadBs/U9w4JcFmJkI/AAAAAAAAGh4/yRPf9P8V9sM/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade11.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uk_uOsydtHw/U9w4TTM-VxI/AAAAAAAAGiM/BDbjn-x0maM/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uk_uOsydtHw/U9w4TTM-VxI/AAAAAAAAGiM/BDbjn-x0maM/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade12.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-li64CPZk1Ew/U9w4WS2cyJI/AAAAAAAAGiU/cD-rW2W1wJ4/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade13.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-li64CPZk1Ew/U9w4WS2cyJI/AAAAAAAAGiU/cD-rW2W1wJ4/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade13.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRdlTDp0owU/U9w4YC0f8uI/AAAAAAAAGic/SyZRk66SQCY/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRdlTDp0owU/U9w4YC0f8uI/AAAAAAAAGic/SyZRk66SQCY/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade14.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Yeah, my ass squeezed into that dress. Good God. And then there were Spanx... omg the Spanx. *shudder*</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi_zc6ZSris/U9w4ed8BbuI/AAAAAAAAGio/TQCj-sCfgi8/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade15.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi_zc6ZSris/U9w4ed8BbuI/AAAAAAAAGio/TQCj-sCfgi8/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade15.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D76b_rx55Qg/U9w4ef4FtQI/AAAAAAAAGik/6MyN9Y-3HDs/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade16.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D76b_rx55Qg/U9w4ef4FtQI/AAAAAAAAGik/6MyN9Y-3HDs/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade16.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3AqGW6H_ds/U9w4ieIB1ZI/AAAAAAAAGi0/5yCkJdM9IOw/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade17.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3AqGW6H_ds/U9w4ieIB1ZI/AAAAAAAAGi0/5yCkJdM9IOw/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade17.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7WyHVTgUe8/U9w4tr_VJCI/AAAAAAAAGi8/-Iuq33sY36U/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7WyHVTgUe8/U9w4tr_VJCI/AAAAAAAAGi8/-Iuq33sY36U/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade18.jpg" height="414" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRUn6HrqB6E/U9w4t3Exb1I/AAAAAAAAGjA/CKvG9IuxqdU/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade19.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRUn6HrqB6E/U9w4t3Exb1I/AAAAAAAAGjA/CKvG9IuxqdU/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade19.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ashley's bridesmaids...&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5Ja9qZMKHY/U9w45J-0b8I/AAAAAAAAGjc/V-_HQD_F3hU/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade20.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5Ja9qZMKHY/U9w45J-0b8I/AAAAAAAAGjc/V-_HQD_F3hU/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade20.JPG" height="364" width="550" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtscQlRFY2o/U9w41yjhs-I/AAAAAAAAGjU/Okf8l0pBlK8/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FtscQlRFY2o/U9w41yjhs-I/AAAAAAAAGjU/Okf8l0pBlK8/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade21.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After dinner, we loaded up and headed to Grand Rapids. Our first stop was Mojos... and the rest is history.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TG3NgercN5k/U9w486xK7fI/AAAAAAAAGjk/o_PkHsbidxk/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TG3NgercN5k/U9w486xK7fI/AAAAAAAAGjk/o_PkHsbidxk/s1600/andrea-arch-bachelorette-masquerade22.jpg" height="365" width="550" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Overall, I consider the night a success. We had a great turnout, great weather and I successfully kept my sister upright and alive the entire evening. Definitely a win.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A huge thank you to Mama Z for all her help preparing/serving food, hosting and the clean up once we took off for Grand Rapids. Couldn't have pulled it off without you.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">T-minus 14 more days until Ashley and Adam tie the knot!&nbsp;</div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/CjxgV/~4/k9SBcSTAvi4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Andrea Archambaulthttps://plus.google.com/102302490328727667499noreply@blogger.com0http://andreaarchambault.blogspot.com/2014/08/bachelorette-party-masquerade-style.html